<strong>Name: </strong>Jack Harth<br/><strong>Time: </strong>About a year ago<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elena<br/><br/><strong>"You didn't. Mostly, you stayed half asleep."</strong>In truth, his arms were sore when he woke up, but he worked through the pain; no real damage done, and he wasn't about to show weakness to anyone, not even her. It was a trained response  for him, to always have a strong facade up, no matter what.<br/><br/><strong>"I trust that you believe that is the case. However, you don't really know me that well. In the end, it's your decision, though. The offer will stay open." </strong>If he thought anything bad of her, it certainly didn't show. In fact, not too much showed through with him.<br/><br/>He accepted the plate from her, and was quick to clean it off, dry it, and put it away.<strong>"You're welcome. And thank you, for the discount."</strong>He's not going to refuse that, he never turns down a good deal. He balances his beliefs with practicality like that.<br/><br/><strong>"Stay safe, alright?"</strong>He was quiet for a moment, then thought to offer.<strong>"Since I left my bike back at the bar, too, you want to give me a moment to grab my gear, and I'll walk us back there?"</strong>