That's pretty generous of you. [ he gives the food another look but - nope, really, he's good for now. he wouldn't even trust cooking or eating right now anyway, lest the sound or smells attract some more monsters. adventure? yes. constant barrage of enemies? a lot less fun after a while, especially when you're alone. ] But that's really all I need. I'm a polite thief, sometimes.

[ fair trade, huh? though he's sure gonna take his time lingering around here if he's not getting kicked out. he examines the jacket for a moment -- too bad, these were probably some nice threads once upon a time -- before dropping to the ground by some of the water. he's not even really interested in drinking it; he rinses his hands and face, brushes off his clothes (hey, he doesn't like to look gross any more than the next guy). the fabric he doesn't use on himself - pulling his crossbow in front of him, he begins to wipe her down, taking care to make sure everything's how it should be. he'd been taking a lot of shots out there. ]

How long you been here without running into monsters? [ hey, he likes to talk, so casual conversation with someone he tried to steal from just moments before is totally legit ]