[Ancient clothing, weird hair.. one of the weird cultists, maybe? Someone that Tetsuo really didn't have much interest in talking to, that's for sure. He's pretty content to stare at a wall instead of dealing with being social. He didn't feel like it.
All that changes when the elevator makes a few more than slightly alarming sound and comes to a grinding halt. Metal groans around them, then settles.
Before Tetsuo can react, the guy's already voiced his sentiments exactly. And then sat down and.. oh, hell no.
As if the smell weren't bad enough when it's IN the container, the guy just has to take some food out and start in. Of course. If he's gonna be stuck here, he's NOT gonna be stuck here smelling reminders that it's been a while since he ate, dammit!]
the two least likely candidates...
All that changes when the elevator makes a few more than slightly alarming sound and comes to a grinding halt. Metal groans around them, then settles.
Before Tetsuo can react, the guy's already voiced his sentiments exactly. And then sat down and.. oh, hell no.
As if the smell weren't bad enough when it's IN the container, the guy just has to take some food out and start in. Of course. If he's gonna be stuck here, he's NOT gonna be stuck here smelling reminders that it's been a while since he ate, dammit!]
Hey. Hand some over.
[That's how 'asking' works, right]