<strong><strong><strong>~ Michael ~</strong></strong></strong><br/><br/>Michael nodded silently to Marry and walked in confidently behind her, taking a seat at the table as instructed. He was careful not to lean back against the chair, very aware of how sweaty his back was from his run and the heat of the day. "It's alright, Marry. I've seen stranger things, believe you me." he said with a chuckle, his southern drawl painfully evident. He shrugged at her notion that he would be scared off by the strange man but kept his silence in stating such, feeling that it may come across as a challenge to the man and he certainly wasn't looking to ruffle anyone's feathers, as it were.<br/><br/>Michael pulled the shirt free from the waist of his running pants, using it to wipe his face and nice dry of sweat while Marry filled his water bottle. "Thank you again Marry." He said, just Christina came into the kitchen and asked Marry what had happened. Michael stood up the second he saw her, out of habit and respect. He smiled kindly to the woman, unsure if she was Amelia whom Corvus had mentioned several times to him. He stood quietly and watched the exchange between Christina and the strange man, feeling a bit uncomfortable and awkward, though guarded, ready to react in a moments notice should the need arise.<br/><br/>He watched the man leave, turning back again to look at Christina as Marry handed him his now filled water bottle. "Thank you Marry." He said politely, his baritone voice smooth and calm. Looking back to Christina, he smiled again and began to answer her question. "No ma'am. She..." he stopped and let Marry explain, smiling and nodding as he glanced back to Christina, draping his shirt over his shoulder and taking a drink of the cold water.<br/><br/>"That's right, ma'am. Just passing by and I saw some canned food in distress. Figured I'd come to the rescue." He chuckled playfully. He wiped his hand on his shirt to make sure his hand was sweat free and then offered it to Christina confidently. "Nice to meet you, Christina." he glanced around appreciatively, despite the wrecked kitchen. "This sure is some place you have here. My friend Corvus has mentioned it to me a few times and so far, he's right."