Gyre missed this van the first time around, which is to say he doesn't recognize it at all as he's making his way into Bamborough this morning. He doesn't even look up at it until it stops beside him, and the hair rises on the back of his neck. He doesn't like to be watched, and he ends up staring at the funnel cake people like they're aliens as they slap a cake into his hands.

He's left in the dust, looking completely stunned as he glances between the van and the fried dough in his hand. After a moment, he murmurs to himself, "Is this food?"