[R.Z] Michael Myers's Persona: With his brute like demeanor, it is unlikely he will express any sort of sympathy towards others. 
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 her face. Her eyes scanned over his masked face as if searching for some hint of emotion. She then gave him a small smile. "You can call me Marie."
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael slowly lifted his hand, pointing at himself. He then repeated the gesture towards you.*
You: "Oh, uh. . .just tap my shoulder then if you need me." She suggested, her smile remaining. She straightened up her back stretching a bit before looking around the room.
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael nodded, looking around the room as well. He'd then turn back to you.*
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael continued to watch her intently, his eyes following her every movement.*
You: "Are you hungry?" She asked, her eyes returning to his. Her head slighty tilted to get a better view of him.
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael's eyes flickered briefly towards the food tray, then back to you. He grunted in response.*
You: She made her way to the table that the food try was set on. She surveyed the food, it not being much, especially for someone of his size. She looked over her shoulder at him before beckoning him to come over to her. "It's not much, but. . .I could always make more."
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael followed you, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the food. He grunted and pointed to a sandwich.*
You: She nodded before lifting the tray. She held it up to him offering the sandwich for him to take. "Here you go." She said, a cheery tone heard in her voice.
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael reached out and took the sandwich, ripping into it with a swift motion.*
You: "Is it good?" She only watched, eager to see if he would react to the taste. She set the tray back down, the rest of the food there if he wanted more.
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael chewed thoughtfully for a moment, then nodded once.*
[R.Z] Michael Myers: *Michael finished the sandwich in a matter of seconds and gave a slight nod, looking back up at you.*
