Adi smiled as he watched Fiona sort out the food, giving him an equal amount as she took for herself, looking up at her gratefully. "Thank you, very much," He said sincerely, folding his hands delicately on the table and bowing his head, murmuring something quietly to himself. He was saying grace, another old habit that died hard after being raised by nuns. He crossed himself, and lifted his head up, smiling brightly at Fiona as he reached to take an apple as well.<br/><br/>He ate very quietly and slowly as he listened to her as she spoke, seeming to hang on her every word, taking it all in. He looked apologetic as she spoke of her father's death, chewing and swallowing the bit of apple before offering a quiet "I'm so sorry," returning to eating as she returned to telling him about her family. Adi had no idea what it would be like to lose a member of one's family like that, but he imagined it must be very difficult.<br/><br/>He offered Fiona another smile, placing a hand in front of his mouth as it was still full of apple when she finished up and asked him to tell her about himself, taking a moment to swallow again before responding, not wanting to speak with his mouth full.<br/><br/>"Oh! Well, I...make things, like this," Adi said and extended his hand over across the table, showing Fiona the bracelets on his wrist. They were made of things like embriodery thread, leather, copper... he set his half-eaten apple down, and reached to untie one bracelet in particular, made of woven thread, in a variety of soft green and blue colors.<br/><br/>"I was left at the orphanage when I was very small. Only a few years old," he started, smiling a little as he held the partially-eaten apple in his hand, though he didn't take another bite while he was talking. "... I grew up there. The nuns were very nice to me, but for some reason no one quite wanted to take me home," he breathed out in a quiet sigh, casting his eyes downwards.<br/><br/>"...I had a lot of free time on my hands there, and one nun in particular was very nice, and encouraged me to do something creative... and I began to make these kinds of things." He looked up towards Fiona again, a slight smile still on his lips even as he spoke of this. He reached to take Fiona's hand gently, and tied the bracelet onto her wrist.<br/><br/>"That's a wish-bracelet," He said with a brighter smile now. "If you leave it on until the threads break, and it falls off... you get a wish."