Athewale sat in the café, waiting around until needed. He sat there drinking a fresh black coffee. 'Humans may make some stupid decisions, but their food and drinks are phenomenal.' He thought to himself as he sat. He has his sword hiding in a guitar case that was sitting by his side. It had been a while since he ran into a conflict, and he was starting to get itchy. He had also heard about the guy who was breaking rules. While he didn't like the idea of a rule breaker, he admired him for at least doing something. 

He really needs friends.