[Jayden has taken to fiddling with his straw wrapper in the mean time. He pauses mid-sip when she speaks to him, dropping the little paper noose he's been unconsciously constructing. His eyes widen slightly, now that she has taken the initiative and spoken to him. But he recovers quickly, nodding his head and fixing a genial smile on his face.]
Sure is.
[He glances down, at the tattoo he'd been unconsciously flashing in plain view. He could rotate his wrist, hide it against the cool countertop, but why bother? It is what it is, as bizarro as "it" is.]
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Sure is.
[He glances down, at the tattoo he'd been unconsciously flashing in plain view. He could rotate his wrist, hide it against the cool countertop, but why bother? It is what it is, as bizarro as "it" is.]
You been here long?