“What? Fine. I really don’t care and thanks for making the exception.” Offering a twitchy smile, he just closed on the door handle, hand poised and ready for the woman to get in the car. Once she did, Julius hopped inside and slapped on his seat belt. More eager than a dog to stick his head out the window, he had loosely crossed his legs with his foot jiggling back and forth; he wanted out of there and he wanted out of there now.<br/><br/>“You can just, you know, drop me off wherever you like. I don’t care as long as it is somewhere in reasonable walking distance to some food. Actually, you know what, it doesn’t has to be. Isn’t like I’m not accustomed to walking. Hitch hiking, I mean. Kinda just what I do…I travel around a lot.” He wasn’t quite sure why he was rambling but the silence seemed to unnerve him. Like if he wasn’t filling it, something out of the ordinary suddenly would.<br/><br/>Leaning back in an attempt to look nonchalant, the blond just ended up looking like some sort of oddly placed mannequin with his shoulders far too stiff and his head turned just perfectly to the side in a thoughtful I’m-just-looking-out-the-window-for-the-view-not-because-I’m-looking-for-bigfoot fashion. He couldn't help it, really. As much as he tried to push the creature to the back of his mind, it was still there. First time his lovely little parlor trick had actually come in handy. Except with cats. Always great fun around cats. Taking in a deep breath, he let it out slowly as if trying to force the nerves right out of himself. Didn't work, but it was still a nice attempt.<br/><br/>"So," he finally began again, unnecessarily clearing his throat. "He's like what? Crazy uncle or something? Had one of those in the family myself. Well, two eventually. They made a lovely couple."