"Ah yes, I thought so, you have the look of one," says Hojo, more than willing to be pleasant enough for the moment. It seems the wisest course of action to keep to before he learns his way around.

"Michel, is it? Hm, it sounds as if we have an illustrious personage in our midst."

Hojo had been more interested in his scientific needs than his physical ones at first, but he doesn't care a great deal about what he ingests at the moment, as long as it's adequate. Oatmeal, simple enough. "I see, I see. I'll be sure to do that. Do you have any other useful advice for a newcomer to the Tower?"

The boy seems a bit confused, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.