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Warren startled when the coconuts flew in his direction, then he saw the man crouch. HE either needed something to eat realy fast or had been living on coconuts for way too long and was having stomach isues due to it, but since he needed someone else to open the coconuts it seemed more logical that it was the first option. "Not a problem." Warren quickly and precisly swung one of the bladed hooks into the coconut, the coconut broke open creating a nice hole big enough to fit 2 fingers in it. Warren picked the coconut up, watching that he held the hole perfectly on top, so he wouldn't waste any fluids. He walked to the amn and gave him the opened coconut. "Here ya go, the fluids don't contain a load of nutrients, but they will keep you alive for a few hours and wasting it would be a precious mistake."

Then he walked back to the other 2 coconuts, they looked riper than the other one as they weren't as green anymore. Good for food, but much less fluids. Warren swung the hook again cleaving the coconut straight in half, wasting much of the fluids inside, but that wasn't what he was after with that coconut. He did the same with the other coconut, then picked the halfs up and layed them down near the man. Warren sat down near the man, when he suddenly realised that it might be usefull to know each others name. "It seems that were stuck here and from what I've heard were not alone. By the way, my name is Warren Grant." As he stuck out his hand to shake hands with the man he noticed through the tear in the robe, that was made earlier by the grappeling hook, a flame tatoo of the number 144. "Yet again, strange."