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Akma's eyes remain wide open and vacant, before he blinked a few times, adjusting through the lenses as his giant pupils dialated and grew smaller. "What... what is this??" He exclaimed, jerking back in surprise at the sensory overload. "Magic!!!" he yelled happily, looking over to Marshall and poking his face. "Its so.. colorful.." He looked all around the alley, excited as a school kid. As he stood the classes did in fact fall off, but since Akma was able to see where they fell he quickly picked them up and put them back on, putting the string behind his ears and perking them up. "Do I look cool?" he grinned as Marshall dug in his bag.

Hearing the krinkle of bags within his backpack he intensified and looked over to the sound. "What.. is that...?" he said, rudely plucking the jerky out of Marshalls hands and tearing it open with his teeth, pouring the majority into his hungry waiting maw. He was barely through chewing the jerky when he grabbed for the trail mix, once again opening it with his teeth and eating it as quickly as he could. Meat, and berries?! An exquisite banquet for a half starved vagrant bat such as he.

Satisfied he was in fact here to help, he looked at him through his thick new eyes, blinking a few times as he adjusted them for comfort.

"Marshall, what brings you here? Why do you wish to be among the dirt and grime like the rest of us?"

He pointed to the wall. "Thats where you belong... With the betters of society. They take care of us and make sure we're happy. Or thats what they tell me." He said, awaiting an answer.