Seeing the bar going back to some normal Lyle calmed his nen but kept his senses on alert as he made his way to the edge of the bar. He brought out his wallet, and brought out a handful of money. [color=f7941d]"Mister Barkeep do you have any food? I'll have something. If not well I'll head out like I said I would. Sorry for shouting a bit just now but if I'm here I may as well eat something before I go home."[/color] Lyle comments simply as he waits for a response. He hopes whoever here tries to show themselves now if not well...guess he'd better head back home. There was much he could do in this situation. Whoever went down that hole after that kid wasn't really his problem. He was hoping not to get into a fight if he could help it. People in bars usually didn't fight fair and he didn't want to ruin this place by making a smokescreen to run away.