Danmark Czar
Caught up in his rumbling thoughts, Danmark was remotely shocked to suddenly have something wrapped around him. HIs head jerk down, back stiffening as he stared at the top of Alvin's head. But, a mere pause later, Danmark scoffed over the 'thanks', not hearing it as one hand went to Alvin's head, pushing him back. "Alright, kid. Whatever." He shuddered slightly as he kicked the door open, shaking his head under the dripping hood of his coat, Danmark's hands quickly shoving back into his pockets. "But you need some food or somethin' tonight, don't cha, smart aleck?"