[center][b]Alastair[/b][/center]

[color=9e0b0f][b]"My, My. Is the fun over already?"[/b][/color] Alastair came back into view with smile on his face while carrying a cloth in one hand. He was going to ask the one they came to save but alas he stopped himself when he looked at the woman's face. In all his experience, in all the books and comics he read, when humans had that expression on their faces, they'd rather be left alone. Things obviously went wrong. Instead, he handed Anatasia the towel and left her to her devices.

Anyways, it looks like they brought someone back with them. [i]A Furlyne, hmm? What a treat, don't see too many of them too often.[/i] With a smile ever present, he walked over to the cat and handed him a cup of royal milk tea. [color=9e0b0f][b]"Here you go, something to help you relax. Granted, it's re-heated but still good nonetheless. Name is Alastair,"[/b][/color] he said with a bow. [color=9e0b0f][b]"I'd made something to eat but I doubt there's anything edible left. After all, it has been 100 years. Maybe a raid is in order?"[/b][/color] he chuckled thinking he made some kind of joke. Looking around, maybe he was mistaken.