Sven let out a sigh as he walked forward, glancing at vlad before thinking it over. He knew well he was a decent fighter, but that came from years of kimbo slice style combat and battles in jail. Still he had an ability that was more unique than he could expect. He sniffed the air a bit and shivered a bit at the smell. "It seems someone might be sharing a blunt making it ironic that could be here gaurding us, and really? You offer us peas and chicken for lunch? On our first day I expected something classier" he said a bit non-chalant. he was glad they had air vents coming from the kitchen, it wasn't that he had super smell, just smell that worked like a hounds.(I'll edit if you want me to)