"I mean, the standard for humans. If that's a thing, here. I don't want to assume." He gestures dismissively with one hand before hooking his thumbs into the leather straps harnessing the large device to his back, as though they were little more than a pair of suspenders.

"Don't suppose there's anywhere that serves curry, this time of night?"

It wouldn't strictly speaking be like the food one could pick up from a street vendor back in Ravnica, but he'd take all the creature comforts he could get while he settled in for a spell. Perhaps literally.