Trowa raised his gaze to watch Linda as she entered the lodge, but stopped paying attention to her after she picked up her food--her desire to sit next to him caught him a bit off-guard.

He eyed her a bit suspiciously, but after a moment he shook his head, his mouth full of sandwich.

No, it's fine, was the intended message.

A few seconds later he swallowed, freeing his mouth to speak.

"But what's glob?"