[Michael]

Michael shuddered and nodded, jerking his head about as he watched the man busy himself, like a real bumblebee at his task. It was like being suddenly accousted by a very friendly tornado, or a wave with a funny accent. ...Alright so he wasn't one to really complain about accents, not with his odd garbled english/japanese/chinese/make believe accent, but hey...had to have something to judge, right? ..Naw.

"Hey thanks. If y'wouldn' mind a cup 'a coffee 'er somethin'? I think I got enough for a couple nights too..I mean if y'really are an inn 'n stuff. Shouldn' 'a gone outside when I figured it smelled like rain." He complained the last, taking his jacket off so reveal the sopping wet clothes beneath as he scooted himself as close to the fire as he could stand. He probably looked like a drowned rat. Great~