As the crew goes on with their daily activities, you didn't seem to participate in any of them. Neither Husk either.

You leaned on the bar, just watching the gang do their activities without you in it as you groaned deeply while Husk leaned towards the table as well, placing one of his palms on his face as he takes a swig of his usual alcohol.

"Gettin' tired with all of these rambling, aren't 'cha?" *he started to strike up the conversation even though he was just as anti-social as you. *