[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/767506867014074378/Screenshot_20201018-175719_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Ship: Upper Decks > Kitchen [color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center][hr][hr] Three was already a crowd, having hesitated earlier to even speak to Leda given Kieras presence. But she seemed cool enough to not mind of he snagged Leda away for a moment alone. That is until [i]Marygold[/i] showed up. He had no real problems with her, being that she's a shifter too and that afforded him some feeling of kinship with her, but the girl knew how to shove her nose in business that didn't belong to her. Demetri leaned against the frame of the door to face Mary, his eyes clearly unamused with what she had to say. [Color=6666FF]"Well now, if that isn't just the worlds brightest deduction. Yeah I was wanting to speak to her alone because it was a [i]private[/i] matter. But...given how tight knit you three seem to be my time was more likely better wasted contacting someone else."[/color] He was glad that there wasn't a mind reader around or in existence that he knew of, because the intrusive thoughts that lived in his mind rent free would paint a worlds of pictures. As he had done countless times before, Demetri rolled his shoulders to pop himself off the frame and began heading towards the Cafeteria waving one hand in the air as to say goodbye. His back was turned to them to show the back of his weathered black denim jacket that had the words 'Introvert' studded into the back across the shoulders. [Color=6666FF]"I'm going to go get some food. Come if you want I don't right care anymore."[/color] As he made his way towards the mess hall he began to wonder if Leda could even be trusted. She was a daughter of a messenger God after all so chances that she could spread a rumor in a heartbeat were high. Great another person to watch out for. His meal for today was different than usual, three bowls of pork belly with some xiaolong baos and a glass of fresh soy milk. He made his way to a table and mindlessly picked at his food, wishing for the simpler days when he could just pester Zeke.