"Patience huh? That's a nice name." He comments with an approving nod as he watched Lan Fan plant Greed into a table. He can't resist chuckling at the scene. "Serves him right, pulling something likethat" And he almost gets up, preparing to go and fix the now broken table. He stops however as if remembering something important and sits back down. The table he's at is pretty much bare except for a small loaf of bread and a glass of water. He didn't say anything but the observant person could see that he wasn't a drinker either.

"Patience is something I've never been that great at myself. My Brother though, he's got Patience by the bucketload!" He chuckled and took a chunk out of his bread before rocking back on the chair again, as though he had grown into the habit and hadn't yet learned how to break out of it.