Rhys sat up on the stool flashing an apologetic look as he failed to make any headway on his spot cleaning. The small fuzzy man's candid untroubled response really spoke volumes. The girl spoke up and offered her hand which he quickly shook and quickly gave his name, awkwardly forgetting his grimy state once more. She was kind enough not to react with too much disgust. She smiled as she wiped the residue from her hand and Rhys tried again to show his apology through his expression. Before she could speak again, the Wolfcub brought out a large platter with an odd brown and yellow mass on circular seed crusted bread it had a strong, oddly pleasant odor that made his stomach ache. After taking a few bites from her meal she began to speak.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"So if you two don't mind me asking, why are y'all here? And what happened to her?"</span>She said motioning with a nod of her head in the general direction of the girl who lay unconscious on the couch.  Rhys took a moment to look back at the girl and a chuckle rumbled in his throat.<br/><br/>"If it were my guess, something tells me she isn't too well acquainted with magicals wherever she's from. That, and her landing was just a bit less graceful than yours." he pulled a face and made a 'so-so' gesture with his hand before eyeing the strange platter of food in front of the girl.<br/><br/>Before he could further respond to her question about where he'd come from, a groan followed by a bit of shuffling took his attention. Rhys prepared to stand and assist but Sain had already jumped to action; seeing as she'd passed out at their mere sight, both of them looming right over here would probably give her heart troubles. Rhys sat back against the bar and watched quietly for a short time, listening to Sain slowly acclimate the girl to her new surroundings. Rhys couldn't hide the genuine surprise on his face, Sain seemed like a nice enough guy but bedside manner like that was a gift. Even stranger was the girl, Tanya's, shift in mood. She went from a panicking mess to an excited one in a matter of seconds. Rhys took that as a sign that she would be okay.<br/><br/>"She's awoken!" his deep voice rung out towards the two in a theatrical manner. He gave a wave towards her, a rather meek action by contrast.<br/><br/>He turned his attention back to Gael, shuffling a bit on his stool to reorient his body. "As for my story, I think it's about the same as yours:lucky timing I guess." he'd started to feel better since he'd left his home, as if he'd shaken some huge burden. A twinge of guilt started to build at the thought. Still, he wasn't interested in recounting his life any longer. His eyes wandered back to the strange plated mass that sat in front of Gael.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry for staring, but.... what is that exactly? You said a 'baking cheese burglar'?" as foreign as it looked, it definitely had his attention.