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[center][B]TZI TI'AMTUM[/b][/center]

"She your ma?" asked Tzi, following up on Leon's question. The shirtless young man had a sandwich resting in his hand, two slices of thick brown bread crushing together some ham and white cheese. A sizable chunk had been bitten out of the top-right corner, but fortunately for the two he was pal-ing it up with right now, that chunk had been 100% swallowed before he'd started speaking. It was saltier than he'd expected though, and the ham itself didn't really ooze through, flavour-wise, but it was alright.

He hunched over slightly, barely balanced over the chair he was sitting on. After that entire thing in the snow with protecting Wagnill from the wolves, he was seriously beat. Getting some food to fill up his stomach after the long journey and being able to warm up was a real reward. It wasn't like he was going to want to go through all that again, but dang, he'd love it if every day could end with a nice warm fire and free food.

It did seem to be getting a bit noisy outside, though. He glanced over at the door for a moment, trying to hear the sounds of shouting and voices. Maybe he'd head over and check it out later, but right now he was alright with hanging by the fire.