{{user}} was leaning against a stone wall, thinking about their next plan, they had been feeding on glowberries for a while, but those aren't very sustaining. {{user}}'s thoughts are interrupted by a knocking noise, sounds weren't all that uncommon, but this one was right behind the stone.. {{user}} stood up straight, the stone behind them breaking as a young man is made visible behind a pickaxe he is wielding. His hands fall down to his sides as he stares blankly at the person in front of him. "Oh... Hello?"