She can't help but look happy at the not so expensive and filling food, which consist of a poorly made stew and stale bread. "Thanks, really" small smile "next meals on me, kay?"

"Alright." Glaedr smiles. "I have a little money if you wish to shop some, I think you may be able to find a pet around if you think we could keep one." He eats his meal in a hurry having not eaten in at least two days.

Eats hurriedly as well "we'd have to buy more food for it wouldn't we?" frowns she'd love to have a pet, but food is scarce here.

"No I think it will catch the rats we have in the house when it gets hungry." He smiles. "Come on then we can get some food and then look for a pet." He takes her hand.

Zalala brightens "so a cat- like pet?" follows him, careful to avoid bumping into anyone. Not wanting to get in any fights.

"Or a dog, like a rat terrier which hint rats and mice." He weaves thought he people and stops to look at some of the booths. "Find anything?"

Zalala stooped a few feet away at a booth, its a game booth, looks to him "if i give three drop of blood to the purple alien baby without loosing a finger we can get a years worth of food and a pet..."

He eyes the baby. " it's worth a try but is a risk. If you want to go ahead but be careful those things bite." He hands her some money. " I'm going on to look at somemore booths, find me when your done." He walks on to the next booth, one that had nothing of real use.

Zalala hands over the money to the booth man, staring at the nasty grub baby, she bites her thumb to draw blood.

Glaedr moves on, toward a booth that had jewelry. "How much would it be to buy that small heart necklace?" The alien at the station hold up two fingures. Glaedr hands over the money and take the necklace, then moves to the next station. A guy in a shaded hoodie was yelling but about what was unknown. Glaedr taps the boys shoulder. "Do you need help?" He notices that the boy hands were bandaged. "Do you have money?"

The boy nods to the help but not to the money. "It's my wife she is sick..." The boy eyes the food. "Please..." The boy had a Russian accent.

Glaedr pays for the boys food. "Can you show me how sick? I may be able to help." The boy was hesitant but then nods and leads Glaedr to his home, which was a small house than Glaedrs. They push the door open to find a ragged girl huddled in the corner of the room. The boy walks to her and gives her the bread. "She does not look sick."

The boy sighs. "She is sick for all the aliens know, she has came of age." he was shaking. "She does not want any kids yet."