Doonoe made a soft squeaking sound as the other touched his waist and did a strange little scoot/skip sideways, he wasn't use to being touched. His glared at the other for a moment, like a cat that didn't enjoy being petted at that moment. "Well what do you think I eat? I live out here by myself, I sleep at the back of alleys and I ain't got a cent to my name." He would turn and begin to make his way up the street, getting the since that the other would probably follow.<br/><br/>"It's a hard life out here on the streets ya know..." He would pause and glance back at the other, looking him up and down. "Though I guess you wouldn't know, would you? Where are you from anyways? You kinda appeared out of no where." It was at this point that Doonoe would glance around as if trying to figure out if the angel lived in one of the buildings near by.