Casey stood awkwardly, pacing from side to side a little. Buni looked up expectantly from his phone. "-What's your deal?"
Buni frowned, looking off to the side. "Uh..."
Casey leaned forward a bit, raising his hand, "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that... I just meant..." He twisted around his hockey stick as he thought for a minute. "What are you??"
Buni suddenly loosened up and chuckled, his shoulders bouncing a little. "Does something about me not read 'human' or did you just catch on that I can turn into a hulking adult male?" He put away his phone in the inside pocket of his jacket. He clasped his fingers together, gently placing them over his knees.
Casey stared at the ground as if remembering the moment was traumatizing. "Yeah, uh, I saw that." He shook his head. "Not that it's bad or anything but, uh... is that why doctors say taking steroids is bad?" Casey laughed weakly at his own joke.
Buni smiled. "Mm, not really, more like why people always say not to talk to strangers." He said, waving one of his sickles back and forth.
Casey frowned. "Wait, what do you mean-?"
The backdoor of the truck slammed open. Leo stepped in, "Hey come on you two! We got a job to do."
Buni jumped up enthusiastically from the sofa. He slipped his gloves back on as he ran out. "Coming!"
Casey stood still for a moment before following suit. "Okay, then."