The dwarf's brow furrowed as he tried to comprehend what exactly that could mean. There were...multiple Chilchucks? Perhaps this was some sort of. Odd twin situation. Or perhaps Chilchuck was just a very popular name for half foots, and "his" Chilchuck had exactly the same hairstyle, and clothes. And.
...Well, there would be the slightly less favorable answer, which would be that this was somehow another talking monster. Like the mimic octopus, but...more articulated, and individual. That just so happened to take the form of one of his previous party members.
That was definitely a disconcerting idea that Senshi wasn't a fan of dwelling on.
Shaking his head, he gives an apologetic look, feeling embarrassed.
"My apologies-- I, guess I wasn't aware of this situation. I haven't been able to get back together with him in a moment, so I didn't realize there was...a bit of an identity crisis, happening."
The dwarf tsks his tongue, fidgeting uncertainly, before looking back at the menu and avoiding the other man's gaze. There wouldn't be much of a reunion to happen here, but, he supposed that he could still buy something, especially since he had come in hungry. It had been a long time since he had gotten topside food, and it was the least he could do for the trouble of bothering this man with questions about someone else.
"I could still go for a meal, if you don't mind. But I'm not exactly one to be decisive. Would it be too much to ask for you to make whatever it is you enjoy making the most?"
At least, then, he could tell if this was a monster or not-- most monsters wouldn't Have a favorite meal, and would struggle to come up with something. If this was some sort of farce made in attempt to get closer to himself or the other party members, he could deduce it before more trouble came.