"Just about the whole town. So I imagine a good portion of the surrounding area knows too." He only winced a little at that. It had been a mistake coming back to this place. A place where he was so well known. A waiter drifted past carrying someone else's food and Rudolph breathed the scent of garlic and herbs in. His mind drifted back to happier times. Before the accident and when he and Rassa were actually a couple. Maybe that was way he had come back. Despite the risks of being recognized and more people knowing he was alive than he cared to have known, this place still held happy memories for him. Happy memories he wanted to relive again and again cause he didn't believe he would ever have a happy time again.<br/><br/>"No. I'm good Rassa, really. I have a place to keep dry and a bed to sleep in. I don't want to impose on you. Especially when you are working." He took a sip of his water as the waiter came back with the empty tray and towards the kitchen. He hoped their food was next to be brought out. He didn't trust Rassa not to start gnawing on her in her hunger. A laugh escaped his lips at the thought, though it was quickly followed by his eyes widening in surprise. That was something the old Rudolph would have thought. Maybe Rassa was right. Maybe he wasn't as dead and buried as Rudolph had previously thought.