He shrugged, then. "If ya say so. Looked like a hand-me-down from family or somethin'."

The scarred boy sighed, stretched his arms over his head, and turned sidelong. "Anyways, I gotta meet up with a friend, figure out what the hell I'm gonna do now that I'm stuck here."

He shrugged again, stiffly, turning away before the pink to the face was more obvious. "Promise is a promise, y'know?"

A quick glance her way. "You, uh... g-good luck, yeah?"