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"Xavior..." he nodded his head. "I think it fits too, my name is Xavior, and you are?" Xavior asked, his eyes glowing with excitement at some help being offered to him. He was very sure that the people of this city would reject him for coming out of the woods with no memory at all, but instead they were doing the opposite and being very kind yet cautious. "And I only have a little on me..." he pulled some wadded cash out of his back pocket, and it didn't even come up to a full ten, but even though he was in a vulnerable spot in his life, Xavior continued to smile and take the world one step at a time.