Gen looked at him as he - for the uninitiated - appeared not to react at all, focusing on work. But the Mentalist's eyebrows raised. No rolled eyes, no sarcastic little quip. No, 'is that all?'

"That's news to you, then," Gen realized, informing him of this as he came back with his lunch. "And you can't be from my future, somehow, because you clearly haven't been petrified. How am I from yours?"

... He couldn't help but giggle a little at the ketchup bunny. Gen supposed he'd be good and eat his main course first, before dessert, like a boring person. He dug into the omelette. "You've got hidden talents I never knew of~"