[He… he had nearly forgotten that. When was the last time he’d even had his father’s vatrushka? It earned another audible complaint from his stomach, and he was really starting to feel the ravenous hunger gnawing at him. Seven hells he hoped they might have some leftovers.
Ah, there were words after “vatrushka”, he needed a moment to mentally catch up before replying.]
I-I really don’t need much. Just a bed, and somewhere to put my clothes.
[He avoided the question about his well-being, there was an injury nagging at him, but it wasn’t anything he wanted his father to know about. If this woman was not only friend but a parent as well he has his doubts about her keeping such a thing from his father.]
no subject
[He… he had nearly forgotten that. When was the last time he’d even had his father’s vatrushka? It earned another audible complaint from his stomach, and he was really starting to feel the ravenous hunger gnawing at him. Seven hells he hoped they might have some leftovers.
Ah, there were words after “vatrushka”, he needed a moment to mentally catch up before replying.]
I-I really don’t need much. Just a bed, and somewhere to put my clothes.
[He avoided the question about his well-being, there was an injury nagging at him, but it wasn’t anything he wanted his father to know about. If this woman was not only friend but a parent as well he has his doubts about her keeping such a thing from his father.]