[ He looked back over to her again, his green eyes visible through this mask, unlike his butterfly mask. Worry visible over the parts of his face that could be seen. ]

Dude, I'm hanging out with you. It's fun, besides, I so don't mind. I'm all about taking the good with the bar, and is there anyone else who wouldn't judge? And, if you want to talk, and it gets too close to time for me to get back, I can take you with me, and we can ride the train back together.

[ Yeah, he'd take that long train ride twice just to let her talk if she needed. He didn't have anyone he could really talk too when 24 died. He knew if he did, maybe he would have handled it better. ]