The hobo listens to Heath's words, not saying much in return. Perhaps he is a little wary of the whole thing, or maybe he doesn't particularly care if the police comes around and scoops up the invaders in his turf. "Bob, my name is Bob," he says to the Minstrel, taking one last look at the group. "Good luck with your thing. Hopefully y'all can figure out something and get them out of here." With those words, the man returns to his business as usual, which involves holding up his sign and waiting for other people's charity as he stands in his corner.
As the group starts heading across the street, Duncan stops them for a moment. "Ok, so we need a plan of action," says the Elemental, frowning slightly. "If we all just walk up en mass over there, we may startle the group or raise some suspicion as to what our motives are." He pauses for a moment and then turns to Heath. "I like what you said back there, about us being volunteers and all that," he says, considering how they can take that strategy one step further. "So...any ideas of how we can work with that? Because we all need to be on the same page."
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