He approaches the fourth seat's desk once more, intent on his mission. "I know you said the captain liked to eat, before... Do you remember if he had a favorite food at all?"
--- “Mm?” Again, they were so rudely shaken out of his workflow by more questions about their captain. They sigh, slowly leaning back in their chair and looking up at their lieutenant. They were patient, sure, but this was getting a little crazy..
“Kira-fukutaichou.. Why don’t you just ask the captain himself..?” They knew the answer, of course, but their work was starting to suffer among all the interruptions.
They couldn’t help but at least answer this last question though, lest Izuru give them that ‘kicked puppy-dog’ look. “I don’t remember a specific meal, but he used to have a real sweet-tooth.. Anything sugary he’d devour. And chocolate, too.. At times I thought he ate more treats than actual food..”