Wolfe chuckled a bit at Vaughtars question.
"He's a bit of an idiot, not that great at being interpersonal. But...." Wolfe said looking toward Hirsch, who was now sitting down, arms folded with a scowl on his face.
"His hearts in the right place, he just gets excited."
The room began to become crowded. Wolfe gave a polite nod to the Gargoyle and sat back down next to Hirsch.
"So...when's This thing over with? I'm getting friggin hungry," Hirsch said "I need real food, not these snacks, meat, potatoes and-"
"Check that, should be done soon, then we can get some chow, I know I am getting ansty as well, just tough it out for now."
The room was crowded, different types of people and creatures from different universes, and times. Wolfe was surpised as to how well they seemed to take to all this...culture shock if that could even be the right term.
Wolfe heard a loud, deep rumbling, looked around to see Hirsch grip his stomach, he was hungry.