He smiled, pulling out two throwing knives and playing with them in one hand as he listened to her, doing so idly in his hand. He knew their feel, with the different carvings on them and the old script. The cold steel felt good in his hand.<br/><br/>"I can understand missing your parents a lot, I am sorry to hear they passed not yet a year ago. But it seems like you enjoyed the time you had with them. I hope that this adventure is what you are hoping it is, and that you can continue afterwards." He sat down after she had, sitting directly across from her and politely taking the food she offered him.<br/><br/>"Thank you Ixonia, it means a lot to me, you offering me your food. We can also buy more food for this trip with some of the things we end up selling." He continued twirling the knives, a third joining the two already there.