Razor would of rolled his own eyes, if he could, at the responses the human girl, Eponine, was giving him. To which he just responded,"At least you're modest...that, I can like."He chuckle a bit more at that, seemingly ignoring her request for his name for the moment as he waited for the opportunity to toss the hog onto the stone. But at the sound of her offering to cook the boar and sipping from her broth, he picked up the hog and put it on the hot slab as gently as he could...though it was still a bit heavy a slam followed the motion. He sighed at that, but didn't let it affect him as he went back for the knife (easy to find due to the scent of blood), and came back to start cutting choice slices of the hog...cutting good slabs of meat from the flanks, as well as cutting off the legs, head, and ribs. The bits that he knew weren't really there for consumption going off to the side as he let only the finest cuts stay on the slab. He showed great experience in doing this sort of thing as he felt around the pig to find the locations, not at all caring about cutting himself or burning himself, seemingly. But he was able to avoid such injuries as he did so.<br/><br/>He then finally spoke up after awhile,"One, I really don't have a name...never had one. But, the word 'razor' gets used a lot to describe me, so people have been calling me that. I thought Razor was a fitting name. And two...I hadn't ate raw meat since I was child..." He stopped chopping as he said that, a furious snarl coming upon his face, along with a threatening growl. He eventually stopped the growl, though the snarl stayed...but with another chop at the meat, the snarl went away as he said,"And I don't plan on doing that again...unless I necessarily have to eat raw meat. I can stomach it, I just rather cooked meat."<br/><br/>With the task of separating the meat he put the knife away and sighed,"And as for your other questions...I was wondering around. You can say I'm a...drifter now...don't really have any place to go, or anything to do. I got nothing going for me, so wondering is all I ever do...I just happen to stumble upon your sleepy little village as it seemingly was being ransacked." He then thought about her last question and shrugged,"Guess it's in my nature to help people in need...despite the things that people do to me. But, as I was taught...life has a way of rewarding good deeds. Don't know if I'm still suppose to be waiting for that reward right about now."<br/><br/>He only grunted as he walked towards the wall of the cave and leaned against it, sliding down it to sit down. The events of the day was starting to affect his fatigue...he really couldn't wait to eat and then go to sleep...it has been quite the day. Hopefully tomorrow would be more...relaxed, then the night has shown thus far. Though, odds are the girl wasn't going to be lighting him off lightly on the questions...she was still going to have a barrage of questions of this, that, and the other...And he momentarily thought if he would have preferred taking his chances with a legion of demonic, fire breathing birds...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>