New Places(open)

Larc wondered if he should really stay at such place, but right now it was not like he had any other options, without enough money to go anywhere else or to survive more than a few days at max in that place if he spent right and if things actually still had the price he was given to expect. He needed to think, try to find something to do somewhere, something that he could actually do, even it was to sell fruits in a stand like those he saw earlier, during the whole day smiling like that all day long for people... '...okay maybe not so drastically' He gave it another thought while sighing, becoming tired just thinking and imagining about it as also just how boring that could actually be. 'maybe as one of the last last options...'
He run his finger trailing around the brink of his empty mug, distracted, deep thinking, that until the voice of the elf came back to snap him out at same time a jar of wine and two bowls one with rice and other with a beefs and eggs were put on the table.
“That wasn't fair... using granny teachings like that...” “I know... I've been around her for like... less than an hour maybe and already felt bad for not trying or really doing things as she says everybody should, it must be good to live having something like that..” Larc said putting some wine in his mug and giving it a gulp. Pulling a chair the elf sat there in front of Larc, looking at him drinking, now even more curious about this guest that didn't seemed like someone simply taking advantage of free food “You’re not a Mithra, and like many is also not from here, what are you actually? a half breed gone wrong or something like that? you’re as big as some Ronsos, but instead that i thought of Mithras when looking at your with that hood. Don’t tell me.... you’re a fugitive?””
“Wait, What? half breed? a pussy, a Mithra? listen it's nothing like that, see the thing is im..... ”
Larc wasn't the kind of person to give a damn about proud, but misjudging a Werewolf and a Mithra made him a bit nervous about it, he was forced to stop talking as the elf just rose, nodding to someone at the counter and started to run back to the kitchen “Sorry, can’t lazy around“ he said before disappearing through the doors. He was somehow glad that the energetic man was gone but also a little sad that now he back alone again, then when tickling the food that word came to him again 'alone', he left his chair asking a waitress to move him to another table, one near a window as most tables were all near stages and the windows were sealed shut with stylized wooden doors as no one would actually want to look at the back streets view.
She was just finishing to arrange his things at the table when she was surprised by Larc opening the doors of the window, illuminating the table with the outside moonlight coming through the glass and then opening the window, letting a cooling breeze blow inside before giving it two whistles and been met by a black chocobo at it. She didn't dare to ask him to close it, specially after seeing the two together like that, as she also never remembered a rule of keeping it closed, it just wasn't ever asked to be opened it knocked in her mind as a good excuse if asked about.