Phillip was mentally unpacking his suitcases trying to figure out where he packed his swimsuit when he realized he was standing alone. Hurrying to catch up, he walked beside Emilia. "So what do you like to drink? Chai is always good." His eyes shifted to hazel and he suddenly looked sheepish. "Sorry, I'm blathering aren't I? I haven't met anybody new in a few years so I'm trying to figure it out as I go."