Fox's Glade saying fuck your name

The stranger accepts his offer, and so Toad takes a step back, watching him closely and silently as he eats. I'm so generous, he thinks to himself with a tiny half-smile. The man's mouth is painted with blood now too. It seems fitting on him.

Once the stranger has eaten a bit, he gives Toad a friendly smile, making small talk with a question of his origins. Toad shakes his head slowly from side to side. Nah. I just got here the other day- just deciding whether to stick around. Might keep moving, dunno. He glances around their surroundings as if he had vision of the world beyond the trees that enclosed them. What about you, man? Where you from?