Wesley was not used to traveling with others, not after these years of going it alone, but it had been pleasant to have someone alongside him, regardless of who it was. Though he didn't say much of it, he was grateful to be back among the living, and once the cabin had come into site, he did feel a small happy inkling at the presence of others inside it. Others who could kick his ass, fair enough, but even if it all went sour or went beautifully, it was the presentation of a real challenge.
Stepping inside and dusting himself off as best he could, though he had managed to change into some fresh clothing, he quickly tied his hair back into a bun and followed Nemo and the smell of food. Wes was used to going days without eating - he'd come to discover how far water alone could get a man - but it didn't mean that he liked it. He wasn't sure what to do with his stuff, so he simply dropped it outside the doorway to avoid smacking everyone in the face with his gun and bag and stepped inside with a smile.
"Pleasure," he said to the man he assumed to be Felix, shaking his hand. "I'm sure this will be...quite the experience." His eyes raked over the other colourful figures at the table, both who seemed to be quite lost in their meals, but he stepped forwards to retrieve his own. If he was going to be staying here, best blend in as the Romans do.
Sitting down with a nod towards Nemo as thanks, he carefully used his cutlery to slice off a tiny portion of sausage, allowing himself to savour it for several moments before swallowing. It was better to take this slow, avoid taking too much in...being a little hungry did keep the edge, after all, and around people with powers like these, he could not afford to be even anywhere below his best for his first impression.
"Wesley Lan," he stated simply, chewing again slowly as he continued to glance between them. "Sorry to interrupt, but might I know who either of you are?"
Stepping inside and dusting himself off as best he could, though he had managed to change into some fresh clothing, he quickly tied his hair back into a bun and followed Nemo and the smell of food. Wes was used to going days without eating - he'd come to discover how far water alone could get a man - but it didn't mean that he liked it. He wasn't sure what to do with his stuff, so he simply dropped it outside the doorway to avoid smacking everyone in the face with his gun and bag and stepped inside with a smile.
"Pleasure," he said to the man he assumed to be Felix, shaking his hand. "I'm sure this will be...quite the experience." His eyes raked over the other colourful figures at the table, both who seemed to be quite lost in their meals, but he stepped forwards to retrieve his own. If he was going to be staying here, best blend in as the Romans do.
Sitting down with a nod towards Nemo as thanks, he carefully used his cutlery to slice off a tiny portion of sausage, allowing himself to savour it for several moments before swallowing. It was better to take this slow, avoid taking too much in...being a little hungry did keep the edge, after all, and around people with powers like these, he could not afford to be even anywhere below his best for his first impression.
"Wesley Lan," he stated simply, chewing again slowly as he continued to glance between them. "Sorry to interrupt, but might I know who either of you are?"