Clever of Haizea to not confide in the Wizard for a clear answer to that question. The ramen bar owner, however, isn't going to be much more helpful.

"Monster." He answers, simply, before going back to making another bowl. There's a table of patrons that have arrived by the window that need to be fed.

"You didn't see?" The Wizard teases, smirk widening. If she hadn't been so passive this whole time, the look on her face would be nearly manic. Instead it's just this dulled excitement.