[Nihoxdria]

~Rest Gimora: Last frontier of the "Ashen Empire"~

She watched more than a little bemused while her companion stuffed his face with the overpriced reserves of food Rest Gimora had salvaged from the wastelands. Grimacing at the stale bread and undercooked potatoes on her own plate, she had to wonder just how hungry he'd really been to be able to stomach such a meal so easily. Tipping her cheek into an awaiting palm, she used her free hand to push her dish towards his. "Are you sure we have the jin to afford all this?" It wasn't like she had a family to fund her outside the empire anymore. And she wasn't stupid enough to mention her lineage to a bar full of people raging against the imperial line to begin with.
It didn't help that half of them were drunk out of their minds in an attempt to drown out grief and suffering. She sighed and refocused on her companion. He'd gotten taller since she'd last noticed. That mane of furiously dark hair helped the sulleness of his stress worn face too. Ether couldn't help but grin at him, full lips spliting in a wide leer.

(Sorry De, had to. besides you didn't leave a character descript open! :P)