Uh, yeah, Tink- Darkleer. [Shakes his head little, right, he might not, right, use Darkleer's common name.]
[As for the food, it helps, and the company. But he could really use advice right now. Not that anyone could give him it- at least he doesn't think so. This situation's pretty fucked.]
[He continues to make little lettuce and salmon wraps before setting the knife down and curling up one of the wraps in his fingers, dipping it in the vinegar and eating it. It's cold in his mouth, and the bite from the vinegar is also nice, relaxing a little as he focuses on the taste in his mouth.]
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[As for the food, it helps, and the company. But he could really use advice right now. Not that anyone could give him it- at least he doesn't think so. This situation's pretty fucked.]
[He continues to make little lettuce and salmon wraps before setting the knife down and curling up one of the wraps in his fingers, dipping it in the vinegar and eating it. It's cold in his mouth, and the bite from the vinegar is also nice, relaxing a little as he focuses on the taste in his mouth.]