The Wizard doesn't answer the question, instead she leaves it to the recipient of the second bowl of ramen. Without revealing itself, only a set of hands that look like they belong to a child (somewhere around 12 years old) reach out to grasp the ramen bowl and bring it back into the space Haizea can't see. The hands have a yellow tint that look shockingly like the first monster's yellow had. But if Haizea moves to see what's behind the Wizard, both whoever it was and the ramen will be gone.

"Oh no, I should only eat one." She smirks, knowing full well what had just happened beside her.