Jonas had nothing to say on the matter, the others were doing plenty of talking. He consigned himself to standing there, looking dark and sinister, and occasionally glancing at some of the more odd player or NPC models which traipsed by. Why would anyone choose to be a half-orc? I mean the strength bonus was certainly good, but looking like that? And what right had the game creators in making the females so... buxom? Attractive wasn't the word, but it was like a pervert's dream. Had they not been locked in, he imagined there would be some sort of X-Ray Specs patch.<br/><br/>Not that it seemed necessary, of course. There were always people on these games shutting off their decency settings. He hadn't ever turned them on, but after the scene yesterday which strode into his mind unbidden he considered it. It had been only a day, but already he was having difficulty translating back to reality from the character setting. Everything felt so real. He felt hungry and had to eat, he felt a great many things and much of it was unpleasant.<br/><br/>At least he was burdened with pleasant company, rather than what he might otherwise have found if he hadn't stuck up for the girl... who hadn't even appreciated it. She and the other girl roomed together, granting him not even a modicum of consideration for the efforts he put forth. Ah well, that's life as a man, under-appreciated for the work you do.