<div class="floatleft"> <div class="floatleft">(http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oo3fv7yh1r7wrq1o4_250.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Kepler<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong> Elizabeth's Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong> Hand <br/><strong>Position:</strong> security/general labor<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Big Tent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Clean black T shirt and jeans, motorcycle boots<br/><strong>Languages and Accent</strong>English<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chloe<br/><br/>He felt relieved when she denied thinking about leaving, not wanting to lose any of the family of course. Glad that she hadn't pressed any on his inadvertent admission of his home town he didn't revisit it but merely let it drop. <br/><br/>"You're not babbling, Chloe...and I'm not annoyed," he said, setting his fork down. He gazed across the table at her like she was the only thing in the room. "Look, I don't like to talk but I don't mind listening. If you're nervous about being back, that must mean there are...issues? Is it about seeing your family again or not seeing them?"<br/></div>