Cricket flinched slightly when Li snatched the bag. Well. Damn. He was just trying to help. Another sigh escaped him. Maybe asking for that whole interview thing had been a terrible idea. If that’s how this guy behaved then… at least the interview would be interesting. What a dick. Not that everything he said was entirely wrong, nor was it entirely unprovoked. But still…

Cricket rubbed his face and looked down at the twiggy stranger– Shit! Right! His order! He looked back and frowned when he realized several people had taken his spot. Damn it. He should not have tried to be nice. He really did not want to go stand in line again for his protein bowl. People were already loud and annoying there.

[color=#9d9751]“It’s fine… I think I can do without the line.”[/color]

For a moment, Cricket awkwardly stared at the skinny fellow. He was thin… worryingly so. Not to mention the heat he had felt earlier. A fever maybe? Though this guy definitely needed to watch where he was going. A frown tightened on his lips when he spotted the blood. [color=#9d9751]“Uhm… I hate to be invasive but… are you okay?”[/color]

Cricket gestured vaguely to the blood [color=#9d9751]“You look kind of rough. And you were pretty warm. I don’t want to invade on whatever’s going on but, y’know, it feels kinda wrong to just let you walk away without checking.”[/color]