"This seat taken?" [ from caleb / @joroboros]
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The question causes pause in the scratching of the pen against paper. And he's quick to put on a personable face. "Go ahead. I promise I don't bite." The confirmation said with a soft chuckle and playful tone. Kae looks at up Caleb then nods his head towards the free space on the bench beside him. He even adjusts his sitting position as if trying to make extra room.
A small smile tugs at the corners of his lips. Although the sentiment it's meant to convey doesn't completely reach tired amber eyes. "Look like you're having a rough one, Colonel. You could use a little peace, and this is the perfect hideaway." Quiet save for the natural ambiance of rustling leaves or the plip-plop of water streams from the nearby fountain. The noise pollution of the rest of the population is minimal compared to other spots.
After he says that, Kae sets his pen down atop the ink scribbles, reaching to dig through his pockets. From them he pulls a metal case decorated with stickers. A cigarette is placed betwixt his lips and the rest held out in offering to him. "I think a storm is brewing. All the signs are pointing to it. Wouldn't you agree?"