As the caravan marched away, Drake followed behind Cain alongside his donkey, which was carrying his baggage. Drake preferred to take the road with his feet than to ride along a cart, he kept himself busy by petting his donkey's head. Drake realized that the group hasn't yet taken their breakfasts. Drake cleared his throat to call everyone's attention. " Ladies and gentelmen, 'nyone hungry? I prepared these rations just 'while ago, feel free to get as m'ch's'ya' want." He said, trying to be formal(but failed), as he lifted a large porcelain plate of a pile of white bread.