*Caesar reaches into his jacket and takes out a large ziplock bag. The condensation makes it slightly hard to see, but there's definitely outlines of bacon inside, and the moisture's existence at all probably means it's hot, too.*

*Cesar makes it about a step closer before he spots L, and his attention is completely derailed. He all but thrusts the bag at the doppelganger, walking right past him to kneel by the original.*

*Steady pulse. No signs of injury. No response on gentle shaking, or a sharp clap by one ear.*

{What's wrong with him?} *He stays crouching by the man, twisting to look over.*