"Hah man yeah It would certainly be safe to guess I'm the same August you've heard about" After they had all talked a little bit more august excused himself to go to the other currently unoccupied suite to claim himself a room. August kept to himself a fair bit for the next two days mostly catching up on sleep since his life style could leave him very exhausted sometimes, he tried to socialise when he could but he felt odd being away from home and not hunting bounties and he was kinda unnerved by the two masulu. He'd been born into the war but he himself didn't harbour really any negative feelings towards the race since it had ended a while ago while he was still young. But even growing up around a lot of racism and hatred he never held onto that, times had moved on and had changed but he couldn't shake the uncomfortableness or even pinpoint why it made him feel uncomfortable. He knew it was something he was going to have to overcome if they were to function as a cohesive unit