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"-anyways that's why I don't eat anything cooked by fae anymore."
The man says matter of factly. The woman nods in understanding.
"Yeah, that sounds horrible..."
Zael might consider actually talking to them instead of leering at them like a creep/weirdo.

Andebert nods before walking off.

Indeed, she does stumble back a step or two; she hadn't expected him to hit as hard as he did. "Oof. . . Alright, that was pretty good. Now that we've exchanged pleasantries, what's your name?"

The man assumes a pose that absolutely screams pride.
"I am Andebert of the dead house Burkhart."

Junko shrugs, then winds up a punch and aims it right for the man's gut.

The man takes the punch, his body hardly moving in response to the strike.
"... was that all?"

"Because it's simply proper... Wait a minute."
Looks like he took offense to that part as he glares at Junko, his previous quarry forgotten.
"I will have you know that I am plenty tough, I wouldn't be here otherwise."

The orc is clearly the bigger of the two, standing about a head taller than the already decently tall warrior.
"Oh, if we were out in uncivilized land then it would be perfectly understandable. But in society we apologize when we bump into people."
The orc sighs and massages his temples.

Junko would notice a young, posh looking man causing a small ruckus with an orc. The orc is orcy of course, while the young man seems to be around her age wearing a chest plate that is obviously well maintained. He's got the build of a warrior and several small scars to prove that he's been in his share of scraps. His hair is black and cut short. The pair seem just on the verge of coming to blows with each other.

Needless to say everyone is in except the Amnesiac who at least needs something to be called.