[sob sorry for the slow]

Battler glanced up at the sound, turning to find a man who seemed on the younger side, though definitely older than he was. He must have been along for the trip—the locals didn’t seem like they were willing to be this friendly with them unless they were addressed first, and he did seem to be wearing the same sort of used clothes that everyone else had been given.

"Go ahead, it's not a problem," he offered with a polite smile. He could definitely sympathize with the lack of space. He'd gotten kind of lucky, himself, but even though he was friendly enough, it was always a little weird trying to sit with total strangers in these situations. Though if he were to be honest, some company would definitely be appreciated. At least for the time being, idle conversation sounded more appealing than letting his thoughts wander too far. He'd have to, eventually, but right now it just felt like he was going to wear himself thin. ... Better to just let himself enjoy his food for now.

"I'm Battler. Nice to meet you," he introduced himself.