Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20140529203447/@comment-23309369-20140612011937

Morti sighed, though not exactly a fan of having someone riding on his shoulder, he understood the appeal to having a gun on his frame. Especially if said gun was a sniper rifle that could attack on its own accord. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that he now had to be extra careful and that he had to actively defend Stephan, possibly more than the others.

As the others spoke, Morti was glad to not have too many of them paying much attention to him, which in turn meant he didn't have to talk much. Though not exactly nervous or anxious around these people, he felt he didn't have much to say.

Although he still felt uneasy about the situation, when the group started moving he rose to almost his full height and lumbered after them, taking the effort to stay behind everyone as his oversized strides carried himself and his passenger forward.

He glanced behind his shoulder, trying to see Stephan. "You alright back there?" he asked with some concern in his voice.