The look of someone who's having a rough time tends to catch Tink's attention. She worries over people, whether she ought to or not. When it's a stranger, the concern isn't quite the same as it is for her friends and family, but his effort earns one in return, and she finds herself smiling back to return the greeting.

"Must be because I wasn't here." She doesn't come with any frequency, but Tink Does enjoy stopping in every once in a while. She takes a sip of her drink and sits back, offering a slight shrug. "Enjoying your evening?"