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	 Roman Martin carefully took a few steps back. He pressed his back against the wall as the small woman spoke. He already apologized for his blunt comment about the woman's physical features though she definitely was not having it. The kid glanced at the dead woman on the floor; he began to imagine himself in that situation. His face turned green at the thought; shaking his head, he tried getting the negative thought out of his head. He would have to be careful with what he said from now on. He certainly did not know how these people would react. 

	He mumbled to himself like an infant. Afterwards, he listened to the woman of the group first. Honey seemed the most energetic on handling the situation as quick as possible. The spider-woman, on the other hand, was a bit confusing. She kept flipping attitudes like a coin. Roman lifted his finger to speak with.  [b][color=cadetblue]"I actually have an apartment located here. It's a lot better than most homes here. And it's appropriate for talking,"[/color][/b] Roman suggested. 

	He kicked the floor wondering if the people would decide it if it was an essential idea. Roman did not really have an apartment complex. The building itself was still just made out of scrap metal and wood; however, the structure proved larger than others. Roman invested a lot of odd jobs and other errands into providing a big enough home for him. Most homes only have one room with an included sleeping bag. Roman's house had three rooms with two mattresses. Just mattresses though.