The male began to talk, his eyes moing to him. He seemed to be talking to the empty chair next to him. He raised an eyebrow lightly, watching the other as he spoke once more about his dead brother thinking he was cute. A light smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He stepped over to the table, picking up an apple from the bowl of fruit upon the table. "That's quite kind of your brother" he says, lifting the apple to his lips. He takes a bite out of the fruit. It wasn't bad, the apple was still firm and quite fresh. That at least he was thankful for. He used his foot to tug out a chair from the table before him. He sat, crossing his legs as he took a second bite of the fruit in his hand. His eyes once more slid oer to the other man, as he observed him for a moment. "Do you and this brother of yours have a name?" he asks, a light smile playing upon his lips.