Snippet #2445153

Atma finally sat down at his cushion next to his new... companions, having covered his cursed arm with a thick leather glove from his bag and managing to get away from the children. They had been quite tenacious in getting him to play games with no explanations of the rules, at least not in English, and then laughing when he failed. He was then told that very little of the conversation would be in English, but he had expected that. "I'm quite fine with that, so long as we're not expected to speak." He then took a look at the food laid out before them. All rather... interesting parts of the animal, though he'd eaten most of them before. "Thank you for the meal."