Redhawk Caldera Misplaced hours

At least it was over.  He wasn't going to go searching for any new fights, and desperately hoped none of the pack were going to either.  And I don't think I caught your name.  I'm Quixote, in case you didn't know.   At least then he'd be able to know what to call the dude instead of just "that guy, you know" if he ever needed to reference him in conversation.  Quixote, though, was a little short on words at the moment to begin with.  The war had been easy to talk about but now, what were his plans?  Shrug emoji.

Though if you want me to just buzz off and let you eat, I can probably do that too, heh.  He didn't much mind.  He knew that some would prefer to be left alone when eating, so he'd leave that door open just in case.