"Cool," he says, and it sounds like he genuinely means that. His natural sense of curiosity is mitigated only by the good manners beaten into him, which means he doesn't ask anything else - or at least, not yet.

He reaches out, accepting Jacob's proffered hand. "I'm Jaime. Nice to meet you." He throws a look behind him, though the kids are now nowhere to be seen. "It's a good thing for them that you were around."