Ahmaht sighed. "Yes," he said.<br/>"Breakfast sounds good right about now," he added, placing a hand over his stomach. "Let's go."<br/>He started off towards the bakery, fishing some coins out of his pocket, and flicking them over to the baker. Ahmaht selected a rather large loaf of bread, fresh out of the oven, and turned to face his companions. He tore off several chunks for everyone and handed it out. He took a bite of his own chunk, savoring the taste. It was rather delicious warm and fresh, rather than the stale bread he generally ate on his travels.