Armel had been helping with the rebuilding all morning and afternoon. He had only got some cuts and bruises, nothing too serious so as soon as rebuilding started, he was there to help. It was the least he could do. He had been lucky, he had only got some stitches and fortunately hadn't lost anyone close to him. So while others took their time to recover and get better, he would help anywhere he could.
It wasn't until his stomach growled loudly, making someone near him actually look around to see where the noise was coming from, that he realized he'd only had one cup of coffee in his body since early in the morning. He wasn't feeling hungry, but it was apparent that his body was demanding some food.
He sat down on a bench with some food that some volunteer had made for them and sighed. He wondered if now that it was all over, people would start going home - given that they were able to fix Intake. It made him wonder if he would go home.