"Sure." He answered without hesitation, and it wasn't technically a lie--though he didn't have anything against lying when needed--because he would absolutely travel more after graduating college. If he made it that far.
"Love bonfires, though somehow I've never had one on a beach." Probably because he'd been too young when he'd still lived in Jersey, and Henrietta wasn't known for its beaches. "Don't think I'd mind even if you did talk my ear off. It's nice when someone's passionate about something." And who was he to dampen a friend's enthusiasm? "I prefer cars, myself."
He swiped his phone off the table as he got up, pocketing it and then Ash's shirt, which he was still completely willing to give back, at any point. He couldn't help also being curious about how long he'd be allowed to hold onto it, though he didn't have any intentions of keeping it.
Kavinsky didn't get what being a cinnamon roll meant, since it was unfortunately after his time, but he grinned all the same. "Maybe 'cause you look good enough to eat? I could see the golden retriever bit, too."
Following along, he was a split-second away from saying how cemeteries were actually sort of peaceful, before he remembered a few scraps of information he'd learned since ending up in Ohio. "The one here, yeah. Probably. Better not to push our luck."
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"Love bonfires, though somehow I've never had one on a beach." Probably because he'd been too young when he'd still lived in Jersey, and Henrietta wasn't known for its beaches. "Don't think I'd mind even if you did talk my ear off. It's nice when someone's passionate about something." And who was he to dampen a friend's enthusiasm? "I prefer cars, myself."
He swiped his phone off the table as he got up, pocketing it and then Ash's shirt, which he was still completely willing to give back, at any point. He couldn't help also being curious about how long he'd be allowed to hold onto it, though he didn't have any intentions of keeping it.
Kavinsky didn't get what being a cinnamon roll meant, since it was unfortunately after his time, but he grinned all the same. "Maybe 'cause you look good enough to eat? I could see the golden retriever bit, too."
Following along, he was a split-second away from saying how cemeteries were actually sort of peaceful, before he remembered a few scraps of information he'd learned since ending up in Ohio. "The one here, yeah. Probably. Better not to push our luck."