Ken leaned up next to the door of the van as everyone else seemed preoccupied with something, he was not the one with the keys and it was very obvious to him that it was something that he was not going to happen for quite a while since his car accident was still in the memory of all those that were here. All he wanted to do was to rest up against the van and then just wait for them to head out to the mart. His right hand was rubbing along his left wrist feeling the cold metal that was underneath the covering of his black long sleeve shirt that was much like a sweater to take care of him in the cold.<br/><br/>Without the van being unlocked he was just forced to rest there and wait on them, saying nothing to the rest of the group that seemed interested in someone over there. He was going to let them work that all out. From the loos of things, all of the other scions had things handled though he kept running his finger along his knives just in case there was going to come a time in which they were to be out and ready to be put to use.