Kenjiin (Ken) sat back against the cold stone wall and closed his eyes, allowing his thoughts to drift. At that moment he missed the river very much. It's settling, chaotic current. The tiny ebbs and flows that it made as it seemed to meander on for miles and miles. But more than that he missed his father. He never thought he would have such feelings as the two of them hadnt really gotten along all that well when they were together. How odd it is, however, when you miss those things that are most familiar to you.
Abandoning those thoughts, Kenjiin turned his attention to those around him. They were a good lot, and he had come to actually enjoy their company. Surprising for him as he had never really had a friend before. Never really had time.
Slowly, the lanky man arose much to the chagrin of aching joints and sore muscles. He was too young to feel this old! Wandering over to Alelip, Kenjiin offered a nod and smile that felt awkward, and he was certain they looked the same. "Hey boss man, anything I can do to help out while were killing time?"