He's not surprised to see it's Asch, somehow, especially with the mention of the other thing in the notebook. With what he's been hearing about these 'fonon' things, it really only had to be one of three people anyway. And it hardly sounded like that green-haired lad with the poor temper, so.

Given the situation with the heat, he's got his shirt off right now and is really only wearing the gauntlets, greaves, and other foot pieces. It's hot. That's not going to stop him from wanting in on this, though; any Dragoon would thrive on the chance to get their inner dragon burning.

"Is this a hobby of yours, or simply a distraction?"

He'll curiously pick one out of the pile, speculating for one he thinks will likely be spicy. Just wait for it. He'll be eating it shortly.