[B] Enrique-Outpost Cabin-Tyler and Bex [/b]

Enrique sat by the fire and let the warmth flow over him, he was a little too close to the fire for comfort but sat there anyway staring. In his time with Thomas and the man called Bex Enrique had grown out his facial hair and formed a small beard. He had also healed from his wounds however still retained a small limp in his step from that day when he had met his new friends, he owed them his life and would do anything to help the pair out. He sat there for a bit leaning towards the fire his knife in his hands cleaning under his nails, he had lost the assault rifle he had picked up only a few days ago and now keeps his pistol in a holster under his coat. He reached on top of his head and pulled off the worn gray Toque he had found and ran his hair through his messy black hair. He held it in his hands and looked over at Thomas and then to Bex. Enrique stood and motioned Bex to come over as he approachdd Tyler.

"So do we have any plans once were in? I dont really trust these guys entirely, far too," Enrique made motions with his hands then he realized what he wanted to say, "too hospitable. I'm worried we're gonna get into something with these guys."