"Here," Spectre said, bringing the sandwich along with a tall glass of juice over to Flynn. "You look like you could use some lunch." He set the food and drink down on the table, before sitting nearby. "Were you out in the open the whole time?" Spectre asked. He knew that as the weather had been reasonably warm, they would hardly have been the worst conditions Flynn had endured. Staying out in the elements for days on end still couldn't have been pleasant, though.