Ryan hadn't been looking directly at Acacia when she made her comment toward Truth, so when she mentioned knowing how he wanted 'to go off and find something better anyway,' he looked toward the girl in confusion. [i]Why would she think that?[/i] [color=B22222]"Huh? Wh-"[/color] he began before cutting himself off. It was then that he noticed who Acacia was talking to. [color=B22222]"Oh, uh, nevermind,"[/color] he quickly said before Acacia could ask what he was about to ask.

Ryan quickly began to wolf down the rest of the cold rabbit on his plate, as spending the day in town with the pretty Russian woman sounded like the most fun he would have in a while. His mouth still filled with food, he lifted the empty dish in the air and proclaimed, [color=B22222]"I'm finished,"[/color] though the food in his mouth caused it to sound more like, 'Ahm finshd.'

Rising from the couch, Ryan walked his plate from the upholstery to the kitchen, quickly swallowing everything in a large, painful gulp. He breathed in a small gulp of air before letting out a large sigh, making up for the lack of air the mouth-breather was getting with his main passage for air so well blocked. [color=B22222]"Alrighy, I'm good to go, Ace."[/color]