"Likewise, C.J." Fayt said after shaking paws. He took a moment to fully emerge from under his trench coat, straightening it around his neck before listening to his acquaintance, then frowning a little at a question. He removed his shades and stuffed them in his knapsack and took a short sigh, looking up at the ceiling of the cart.<br/><br/>"I... Don't really have a place to call home at the moment," he began, "I've been wandering these parts for as long as I can remember."