The Gourmet's Lil'snack

Picnic, stranger and tummy

"Hello! I didn't expect to see anyone else out here." A short man gave a friendly smile at him and waved.

Humbert turns around to face that man as he puts his hand on top of his scarf taking it closer to him. "...Hello." He replies, a little grumpy as he looks up and down that strange fellow.

Thorne stayed hunkered down inside of the scarf, wrapping herself up in it to make sure she stayed inside on the off chance he decided to pick it up.

The man simply smiled wider at his reaction. There was something off about him. "I thought I heard you speaking to someone else, but I must have been mistaken." His smile turned subtly sly. "So, what brings out this part of the forest? I don't think I've seen anyone out this way in quite a while."

He frowns. "Since when do we need a reason to get a nice little walk?" He replies, not returning on the subject about him talking to someone. "And you?" He asks as he glares closely at this man. He doesn't know why but he is already annoyed by his simple presence.

He held up his hands in mock surrender. "Hey, no judgments. No judgments. I'm out on a bit of a nature walk myself." He continued to smile the whole time, walking around so he could stand across from Humbert. He glanced down at the scarf. "A bit chilly out to not be wearing your scarf, my friend."

He hates it. That over friendliness. He has seen many people trying to get familiar with him. He despite it. Arrogant people who thought they are better than anyone and yet they kiss his ass. Despicable. "Since when are we friends...?" He asks, his tone way colder than the chill in the air.

"Apologies, habitual figure of speech." He continued to smile. "I'd never wish to presume we were friends. Perhaps civil acquaintances, at best." He folded his arms behind him. "So, what's your name? Mine's Virgil."

"Well, I have to go. Bye and I hope we will never see you again." He concluded as he quickly packed his things, putting the scarf in his bag too. He knows that he is being rude but he absolutely can't stand that guy. Everything in him makes him want to crush that punny guy's head. With that, he walks away, not buying any attention to the stranger as he makes his way home.

The man simply waved as he left. "Ah, a shame! Well, see you around." His smile turned sharp once Humbert's back was turned and he simply disappeared. Thorne stayed silent the whole time, suppressing the urge to squeak even as she was stuffed into his bag along with the scarf. She waited until it sounded like they were far enough away before trying to climb out of the tangle of fabric she found herself in. She only succeeded in tangling herself further and gave up, deciding to wait until they got home and Humbert could help.

The fat demon was so irritated with this encounter that he even let out a low demonic growl. Why does this bastard irk him so much he doesn't know but he senses he will learn it soon enough. He hurries up in his way, leaving Thorne in the bag. What a day! First Kian and now that bastard... Urg!

She feels him set his bag down, but she stays inside the bag. She isn't sure where the bag is, but she doesn't want to be stuck in there. "H-Humbert?" Once again she tries to detangle herself from the fabric.

He opens his bag more harshly than needed as he gets here out. "Urg! I can believe that guy! Calling me a friend! While it is the first time we meet! S -$@;$:&@!" he curses openly.

Thorne flinched at the yelling, peeking up at him as he finally got her out. "I-I'm sorry." She knew it wasn't her fault, but she didn't know what else to say or do to help.

"What?! Why are you apologizing?" he inquired harshly but he got immediately guilty to raise his voices against her. "I'm sorry..."

She flinched again, but quickly held on to a few of his fingers when he apologized. "I-it's okay, a-and...I-I dunno, I-I just wasn't sure what else I should say." She gave those fingers a hug as best she could before looking up at him again. It was obvious that today was turning into a mess and that he was frustrated and upset, but she still wanted to help. "I-is there anything I can do? T-to help you feel better, I mean?" She wasn't sure why, but she wanted to make him happy again or at the very least not mad.