panic room (open, joining)

[STEVE]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]That was what anyone needed, wasn't it? Food and a place to stay. Steve wasn't looking down on that- everybody had basic needs, and sometimes, it was just easiest to get those things by hopping in with a larger group. Steve had spent so much time on his own, rarely staying anywhere longer than a week or two, so it wasn't as though he didn't know how to handle the basics on his own. He could have left days ago, and told himself he stayed because he wanted to help with the rains to repay a debt, but he'd done that already, hadn't he? It was...loneliness, maybe, that kept him here. Steve could be awful at talking to people, but that didn't mean he hated being around them, or that he disliked them, either. Just about 100% of the time, he got into trouble because he stuck his neck out for complete strangers. Not exactly the work of someone who people, unless he had an ulterior motive. Which he didn't. He never asked for anything.

He would admit it was nice, despite the weather as of late. The feline had more time to paint, and a room for it, too, which hadn't happened before. It was no wonder that people flocked here when there was so much Sunhaven had to offer.

"Plenty of both," the small feline answered, nodding politely to her. "Lots of ways to pull your weight, too." Steve had been attempting to do that. Technically, he didn't have much weight, but he never could do anything without putting all of himself into it.

"I'm Steve. What's your name?"