Ty sat at the far end, a small, dented metal table in front of him. A bowl of steaming brisket noodles lay in front of him, and he was slurping them down between grumbles. "Not enough tea… They call this a meal?" he muttered, shaking his head.
Yun-Jin approached quietly, watching him for a moment before making her presence known. He looked up as her shadow fell over the table, his eyes narrowing slightly before recognition settled in.
"Yun-Jin," he greeted her, setting his chopsticks down. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
She took a seat across from him, the metal chair scraping against the gravel floor. "Thought I'd check on you. See how you're holding up."
He gave a wry smile, his eyes glancing around the compound. "Well, it's not exactly a five-star stay, but it'll do. Though if you could pull some strings to get me better tea, I wouldn't complain."
