[spoiler]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/c3/63/0b/c3630b8fe10975758963460490895940.jpg[/spoiler] [b]A warrior race. Built from the ground up to to fight... Not party. The two sat. Well, more the smaller girl. She sat next to you on the couch, with a half cocked smile. The man didn't even bother turning the grim line on his face into a twisted sense of friendliness to a stranger. He stood to the side of the couch. The girl was relatively small, and the man a larger height- for humans. He simply grunted as the girl spoke. Considering her smaller size, her soft voice was expected. [/b] Sorry, feet were tired. [b]It was as if they rarely spoke- let alone English. She seemed somewhat fluent, at least, in small sentences. Her eyes went back to the crowd.[/b] You're not going to steal my food, right?