Kyle leans forward, resting his forearms on the table as he holds his drink loosely between his hands. It's a little weird talking to a stranger about himself and there's a tiny, paranoid part of him that wonders if her stepping in was a way to mine for information. But he presses it to the back of his mind, as he always does.
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Kyle leans forward, resting his forearms on the table as he holds his drink loosely between his hands. It's a little weird talking to a stranger about himself and there's a tiny, paranoid part of him that wonders if her stepping in was a way to mine for information. But he presses it to the back of his mind, as he always does.
"Where did you visit? Anywhere fun?"