That first question struck him home...he never knew his family...forced to be raised by that bastard of a man, that sick, twisted monster of a rat that had scared him for his entire life. It took all he could not to fly off his handle as he just said,"I'd...rather not talk about my parents..." He didn't make any notion as if he was going to continue speaking on that subject, hoping that it would make it obvious that he wasn't going to elaborate on the matter. After all, she was still a stranger and the subject was a bit touchy...anything involving his childhood was almost enough to send him off the handles into a fit of rage, and he didn't want to succumb to that with her around...he didn't want to hurt anymore people because of his uncontrollable fury.<br/><br/>And there it began, the spouting of questions that Razor was dreading. The Ramen groaned and shook his head, though not in a rude fashion, just one of exasperation and exhaustion. He just said,"Look, princess-" Upon hearing a quick noise of protest, he sighed and said,"Eponine...look, as much as I like to answer every question that you have, I don't have the energy for it. Nor do I know all the answers, alright? All I can say is wait for tomorrow and see what happens...and to hope for the best, but expect the worse. Who knows what those raiders are capable of...I can only assume they'll be gone tomorrow, anyways...we'll go to the edge of the woods and see if they are around. If they're not, then we'll go rummaging around the remains of the village and look or wait for survivors. If the raiders are still around? Well, we'll just have to decide where to go from there..."<br/><br/>That's all he was going to say on the matter. Though, his mind had other thoughts going through it. With what he understood of humans, if there were any survivors...they would be looking to her for leadership. Despite being so young, she was about the only connection they had to their higher power, and would always look towards that first to figure out what to do in a situation. It wouldn't do anyone any good, he highly doubted that Eponine was leadership material...but in that situation, it would be thrusted upon her without warning. Hell, wouldn't that be a thing to see...but he knew he wouldn't have any part of it...he wouldn't be recognized by the people, hell they'll probably blame the whole thing on him and chase him out, if anything just to feel like they accomplished something. It was such a bothersome scenario...<br/><br/>He carefully crossed his arms as he leaned back against the cave wall, letting the meat cook as he sat there in thought...waiting. This was quite the situation the wondering Ramen found himself in...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>