Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131023215826/@comment-24075243-20131026225947

Accepting her offer he takes the food and pulls his hat forward. "Old habit i inherited from my father. He was quite good at communicating with his hands." He pulls down his mask, his hat covering his face he starts eating. He sighs heavily as he takes a bit of the lovely foods. It was things like these that could truly calm a troubled soul. Resting his injured leg on his satchel he relaxes for a bit. Taking a few deep breaths of relief.