Soma looked around the available bits of the city, making a note of the gate's location for future reference (upon later discovery of the journal's map feature, he would find the phenomena considerably familiar, given that he'd used much the same system in Castlevania, albeit with a scrap of paper and a pen...) and generally looking for the most convenient eatery. Waking up in a strange world among strange people will tend to do that.

His focus settled on a cafe not too distant, and the path to it was relatively free of large, menacing obstructions. Pointing toward it in a general way, Soma shrugged. "Looks like as good a place as any. Maybe we can get a decent breakfast while we talk... even if we don't particularly have anything to talk about."