Husk would always be grumpy by hearing, the others's bullshit. It was tiring and annoying in his eyes.

The moment you walked in, a kid, he knew he would hate you. But... He didn't. You were rather quiet and since you were a kid he started to feel... Attached by you, in a parental-manner.

You were heading outside when you stopped due to hearing Husk's voice.

"Hey kid, you want something to drink?" He asked, he didn't bother to look at you, but he was looking at you from the corner of his eye.