"No," Raez says as if echoing what he said earlier, sitting down as soon as Rai scoots the chair over to him. The wordless yet precise coordination between the two young men is sort of eerie. 
Rai basically tosses the chair in Dion's direction if not for the fact the chair is still on the floor. It stops just before it collides with Dion and/or the table. The cyber agent, meanwhile, sits down on his own chair and plops the bags he's holding down as well, though much less dramatically as compared to his pirate companion.

"Let us see the results," Raez starts as if monologuing, flipping open the plastic lid, which makes an unpleasant creak.
Well! It doesn't look smushed. Just all over the place. Well, that's for that one container that Raez was carrying, anyways.

Raez uses the chopsticks to pick up one broccoli piece and kinda just waves it around at Dion jokingly. "Here. Have some."

"You said some and you lacked the magic word," Raez says, waving the piece around while demonstrating his competency with chopsticks. 
"For the deities' sakes, Raez, just give him the food," Rai rebukes with a smirk. "That's not even his."

"Everyone has a bit of magic in them," Raez says with all inspiration as he drops the piece back into the container and waves the chopsticks around like firework sticks. "All they have to do is try to find it."
"Eas," Rai chides jokingly with a hint of a laugh in his monotonous voice.
"Fine, fine," Raez chuckles. He sets the current container aside and takes out a new one. "Darn it, Rai, I can't even try to joke around when you call me that." He juts the container in Dion's direction. "There you go. Your fried shrimp rice. Or was it shrimp fried rice?" He gives a questionable glance in Rai's direction. "What's fried anyways?"

Unlike Wiley, Raez doesn't take the food back. He lets Dion take it. 
"Probably all of it," Rai agrees.
"Fried shrimp rice then," Raez ponders aloud, taking his own container and propping it on the table primly. 

The chopsticks, which aren't opened or separated yet, are still in their dandy plastic(?) encasing, which is in turn put on top of the container. Easy to find.

Raez kinda just shows by holding his hand up again.
"Why are you using chopsticks to eat egg rolls?" Rai questions.
"Good question." The pirate does not set down the chopsticks and instead just opens his own container. 

Rai winces like his heart were one of those grains of rice that Dion just failed to pick up.
Hopefully Dion at least pried the two sticks apart??

(lol,,, you aren't expecting me to POV rice,,, are ya,,,)

Raez and Rai seem to be satisfied, or maybe they just turn to eating. Dunno.
Though, neither of them are the type to snarf down food. Raez just picks up the egg roll with the chopsticks and Rai starts to eat his own food. 
The narrator's actually kinda starting to think Raez using chopsticks might be some sort of flex, intentional or not.

"How is it?" Rai asks with a sincere tone.

"Glad to hear it," Rai replies. He bends down to eat his own food again before stopping to get some hair out of the way so it doesn't fall into the container.
"Wonder if Wiley is actually going to eat without a reminder," Raez remarks.

"Don't know. Probably something related to the robots," Rai guesses thoughtfully. 
"Likely not eating," Raez offers, not as helpfully.

"We don't need to wait for him to eat, but we do have to wait until he finishes his analysis and stuff like that," Rai affirms with a nod. "It's probably for the better. But by 'we,' I believe I just mean you and me."
"Yeah, I gotta go in a while," Raez agrees. "Probably before Wiley finishes."