"How about going to get something to eat? It has been a while since breakfast."

That Altair admittedly had skipped- as usual, he'd only had a cup of caf as his breakfast, though there was no way for Thrawn and Thrass to know that, of course, given that Altair was in a separate room. It had been a very long time since Altair was a slave, but some habits just stuck with him. And the tendency to not eat- to hoard what food he did have- was a habit that stubbornly stuck with him.

"There's a café near here that looked pretty good."

Altair had looked that up before they went out. Making sure to choose a place with good reviews. But if that wasn't to Thrawn and Thrass's liking, then he was sure that they could find somewhere else to go too- plenty of interesting locations to be found, and probably a lot of different kinds of food too. Though Altair didn't think he personally would be eating much.

"There's also an open-air market not far from here we could go to."

Probably plenty of good food to be found at stalls there too, that they could eat while walking around.