Yes, the rest of his breakfast disappears quickly when all signs point to them stopping soon. Even the napkin ceases to be an obstacle when it's crumpled up and left behind on the seat as he follows Jandru out onto the platform.

Even though dust and sunlight aren't yet the immediate threat that he's sure they soon will be, he pauses to put on his mask and visor.

"Not yet," he answers. He's pretty sure he's been through wild enough rides on his bike to know, but he doesn't want to make any promises just in case he turns out to be wrong.