Snippet #2263187

Sitting on the side of his bed, Vane gave up on waiting for something that would never come. The days of ease have come and left already. Now he was in this place surrounded by strangers he had only met this morning. As such, it would probably be up to themselves to get their own rations. Pushing himself up, he would continue on out the room only stopping to close the door behind himself. He would pay no heed to the other doors around him, and he would pay no attention to any figures within the hallway. The failure of the maze, he wondered if it had an effect on those more cheerful around him, wanting the escape. Back then he chose to end it all, thinking he was undeserving of life. But now, his mind was only slightly altered, he deserved to be here, isolated away from the others of the world.

Upon descending the stairs the scent would finally catch up to him, forcing another growl to come from his stomach. It was either someone within the household was simply setting out to prove him wrong, or their little 'employees' had snuck in to set up something else. Entering the kitchen he would look over the plates, and then the note. "Someone is setting out to prove me wrong all right..." He chuckled out, grabbing a plate, "Thanks again Bo." He waved into the empty kitchen, walking out towards the small 'lounge room' as he would call it. It was probably the room that all the voices had come from before, but it was so empty now.

Quietly eating his meal, he stared off towards the doorway closest to the stairs. Bo had made multiple plates, so she was trying at least. But he was pondering if anyone would be awake, and if so, could they smell the food waiting for them? "Perhaps I will grab seconds.. Not like anyone is watching after all." With a smile escaping him, he did not bother to move. It was simply a thought that he allowed to reach the air.