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Turned out the visitors were not who he had guessed, as it turned out to be Evie, and not long after, Victory as well. He simply mumbled a "Nope..." when Evie had asked about the food before she retreated to the bathroom, emerging a while later, hair still damp from her shower. Even in that time Jeremiah hadn't moved from his spot, mostly because by that time he began to hear Victory approaching, who he had hoped to be Danny with food. It was by that time he had started his rant, finishing it when Victory had walked in.
"Jeremiah, What are you talking about?" Victory asked, her soft voice filling the room as she dropped some grocery bags. It was all nonperishable for when they were running, "Is Danny back? He was supposed to get food for today."

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about....or rather that I'm saving my snacks for when we are low on other stuff." He said while turning back onto his stomach so he could look at her, sighting and laying his head completely on the beam he was on when she told them to open munch on some power bars. "Fine." He grumbled as he simply slid off the beam, catching himself on the beam with his hands so he didn't just fall to the ground, dropping a few moments later as he moved over to his backpack, folding his wings back as he did.

"Also, does anyone need clothes? If im going to get them I want to get them tomorrow so I can stay off the streets, for awhile." Victory continued as she started heading toward the bathroom. Her dark hair swinging between her shoulder blades. "When Danny gets in, tell him I would like us to stay inside except for emergencies. We've been here too long, im worried."

Jeremiah had pulled out two of the bars he had been saving, walking over to the couch and plopping down on it. "I'm fine on clothing, and I'll let him know." He brought his feet up onto the small table in front of it, resting them there and adjusting himself so he could get comfortable despite his wings