He may have been talking to his companion, or wondering aloud. Being alone for a few years, he did notice that he talked a bit more to himself. Scratching the side of his face, he looked down at his attire -- or lack of there of. His black jacket hung open to show the tattoo of the engine upon his chest (something that the dark probably hid, but now in front of the lit diner, was more obvious). He already was zipping up the jacket. Wouldn't want to be kicked up for not having a shirt underneath.
"Right, then!" Swinging his foot back, he looked like he may just as well kick the door in, but opted to grab onto the handle at the last second to step in.
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He may have been talking to his companion, or wondering aloud. Being alone for a few years, he did notice that he talked a bit more to himself. Scratching the side of his face, he looked down at his attire -- or lack of there of. His black jacket hung open to show the tattoo of the engine upon his chest (something that the dark probably hid, but now in front of the lit diner, was more obvious). He already was zipping up the jacket. Wouldn't want to be kicked up for not having a shirt underneath.
"Right, then!" Swinging his foot back, he looked like he may just as well kick the door in, but opted to grab onto the handle at the last second to step in.