Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-24012109-20170214225154

Mildly being wary of her motions and actions, it seemed the food put her at ease. It better anyway, he wasn't a bad cook and he did actually make it for the both of them. Nothing seemed to be on and the News was as boring as it ever was; just talking about incidents involving Grimm and some bits about the White Fang. He still didn't know what to do with the selective prisoner he was housing, but he figured at this point he wouldn't borderline molest her. The moment was gone and he actually bit the bullet for playing around when he shouldn't have. In thought of what to actually do with her, he realized he needed to do his morning watering routine.

"I guess it's about that time, haven't done it too recently."

Leaving his plate on the table, he walked over to the screen door leading to a little ledge patio. However, there were plants around the place. Some looked suspicious and exotic, but others looked quite ordinary and things you'd see everyday like Tomato plants. He took his morning while the TV was on at a modest volume to water his plants that needed to be, and left some of them alone.

"In any case, mind telling me why you're here? With the fall of Beacon, you really should be with your team. Or whatever Hunters do at this point.", he said as he looked at her, pail in hand.