[A friendly acquaintance at least. Lloyd grips his hand firmly before letting it go. The contact brings a brief moment of warmth that almost seems to underscore their mutual promise.]

Me either. Not if I can help it.

[A glance at the sun tells him it's starting to get late, though, so Lloyd smiles apologetically.]

I probably ought to get going. It's about time to find something to eat.

[His stomach chimes in with an affirmative gurgle. Yes, food sounds like a good idea.]

See you later, Josuke?