Holding the magazine at his side, Sucker shoved his free hand hand in a pocket and chewed the inside of his cheek. He leaned over to look at Ved's artwork, and unable to discern anything from it, looked back to the mercenary.

[color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"What about?"[/b][/color] He began walking towards his tent--sectioned off a bit to the side, because Sucker was ever the wallflower--and slipped the goods under a blanket. 

He called over his shoulder, [color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"Did I do something?"[/b][/color], before turning back to his elders.

[@hagroden]