"... Huh."
"You know, I could, like. Swear that I know some of you. Are you visiting for a reason, or."
There was a moment of shuffling, gloved fists stuffing into worn jean pockets to twist nervously. He hides ever so slightly behind his hat, scarlet hues narrowed into slits. There'd been so many visitors lately-
"We could battle, I guess. But. Do we have to."









