Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131102185750/@comment-24075243-20131109051331

Nodding he pulls his mask down. Hesitating for a moment before he opens the clasps and fully takes it off setting it on the ground, he reaches for a piece of bread. He never could grow tired of it. Letting himself lean to the side in a semi lying position he takes a deep breath as he feels the taste of the soft bread on his tounge. "A fine job whoever baked these." He says as he takes his time to chew.