[Cloud accepted both things with a nod of thanks; he'd watched the exchange between Lea and the tender and, going by the gestures, assumed (correctly in this case) that this one was on Lea.]

Ooooh? We'll have it all to ourselves then, huh. [That'd be nice; no chance of anyone else overhearing this conversation. He followed Lea to the table, setting his drink and cup down before lifting his box off his shoulder and setting it down near the seat. Sitting, he poured a little sake into the cup, though he didn't drink quite yet.]

Oh, you know... one or two spare changes of clothes, bandages and some other medical things, food, ink and a few brushes, some paper... the usual. [He spoke casually, with a slight smile.] It's actually not that heavy.