Hunter had followed the young man into the tavern, sitting back down at the table in the corner, keeping away from everyone. This time however he took his hood down so that he could have a better look at the room, the hood was a visionary nightmare at times, especially with his shoulder length black hair covering half of his face all the time.<br/><br/>Electric blue eyes stared out at the tavern. After an initial glance around the room, his gaze settled on the troubled male that he had met outside, the man looked bewildered and shocked and confused, Hunter figured that the guy was working something out or something was coming back in his memory, so Hunter took his book out and began to read again, flicking his hair out of his face so that he could concentrate on the pages with both eyes.