The voice comes from a man sitting a few yards from Estinien's right. Fair-haired and lean, he would be handsome if it weren't for the deep exhaustion on his features and the bruise forming on the side of his jaw. On the fabric of his gown, stretched across his knees, is his own half portion of stale bread. Whether Estinien had noticed him since their groups merged, Howl does not know, but his guess would be that he hasn't. The enormous man had seemed far too preoccupied with raising as big of a stink as possible to pay attention of Howl's comparatively half-hearted attempts.
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The voice comes from a man sitting a few yards from Estinien's right. Fair-haired and lean, he would be handsome if it weren't for the deep exhaustion on his features and the bruise forming on the side of his jaw. On the fabric of his gown, stretched across his knees, is his own half portion of stale bread. Whether Estinien had noticed him since their groups merged, Howl does not know, but his guess would be that he hasn't. The enormous man had seemed far too preoccupied with raising as big of a stink as possible to pay attention of Howl's comparatively half-hearted attempts.