[Hyenadog]

"That's reassuring." He sighed when Caleb mentioned the creatures could seemingly pop up at random. "I guess I'll avoid going anywhere alone." He shrugged.

Dinner was okay, the food tasted off and he avoided asking what it was. He had yet to see any of the wasteland's creatures, but he was sure they were probably eating some of them. He felt a little queasy after the meal, but pushed it aside as he talked to people and introduced himself. They all seemed excited to meet an actual vault dweller, but were sad to head why he left. He never let on what they did to him down there.

He was exhausted by the time they got to Caleb's room, following him in and looking around. "Its pretty nice. At least you have some privacy." He said, giving him a smile. He gave a wide yawn as the other returned, glancing to the towel. "I think I'll shower in the morning. Its been a long day." He said, taking the pillow and blanket and claiming one of the other beds. "I'm gonna turn in for the night. Don't worry about disturbing me, I'm a heavy sleeper." He said, curling up and dozing off.

Early the next morning, he was awakened by his stomach lurching. He scrambled off the bed and found an empty trash bin to vomit into...slumping down on the floor once it was over and rubbing his belly. "morning sickness.." He muttered under his breath before groaning and heaving into the bin again.