Mute kept an eye out for trouble. Even though he knew there would be none. Not after what went down earlier this afternoon. Word traveled fast...very fast...out here in No Mans Law Land. Well it was called something else but that was his name for the slums. He had gotten lost in his cooking. He loved to cook and the expression on his face had shown delight and contentment.<br/><br/>When he finally set the food down he smiles at her. He could see how happy and excited she was. He could see how hungry as well. "Alright." he says. Sitting down across from her. Picking up his fork he begins to eat. Not rapidly but not too slowly either. He looks at her. "Feel free to dig in." he says. Not sure what to talk about at the moment.<br/>(while she's eating would be a good time for her 2nd in command to interrupt her wonderful relaxing time :) )