[ Cold, wet, hungry. He can't help but wonder how many ways his day got get utterly worse. The coat he managed to scrounge comes close, not their fault really guess they never had to accommodate someone of his size- or species. But it keeps the rain from pooling in his armor (sort of) so it is more than he could ask for.
Still, as far as bad days go? This one is ranking pretty high up there.
Arms crossed with the dark raincoat practically flung over his head (any hope of actually wearing it was lost pretty quickly) he watches, waiting, trying to get a feel for the place outside of the handbook explanation. ]
Garrus Vakarian / Open!
Still, as far as bad days go? This one is ranking pretty high up there.
Arms crossed with the dark raincoat practically flung over his head (any hope of actually wearing it was lost pretty quickly) he watches, waiting, trying to get a feel for the place outside of the handbook explanation. ]