Zel blinked. If his face wasn't covered one might see an extremely confused look on it. The money he generously offered was forced back into his hand and the knight walked away. Zelgodis sighed and pocketed the coin again. "I suppose I'll see you at the hill," Zel said to Larea. He didn't look down so he didn't see the scars on her legs. Zel gave a sort of wave and walked off towards the part of town where most of the purchasable food was located.<br/><br/>Zel wasn't a big eater, he preferred simple meals. He located a stand that was selling rice balls; a dish of foreign origin that consisted of sticky rice mixed with salt and other seasonings and was shaped into a ball. He purchased four of those, that being the usual number included for a meal, and made his way back to the hill, meeting Ahmaht, who had what looked like a cut of meet with him, and the purple-haired knight.<br/><br/>As his first course of action Zel of course said hello to the two again. Then, while he still remembered to ask he turned to the knight. "May I ask your name?" Zel asked. "I'm afraid I didn't get it before."