Wintent sat in the alley Victor and her where currently staying in. People rarely if ever went down this alley so it was the perfect place to stay, temporarily at least. Victor walked towards her a pack of crackers and a can of chicken broth in his hands. Wintent was sick at the moment with a cold.
Wintent smiled at him before she covered her mouth a fit of coughs raking her body. Victor frowned and walked over setting the crackers and chicken broth down beside her.