[He gave her a soft smile in return as he stepped out and closed the door behind him, tucking down into the jacket he hadn't buttoned since he arrived and popping it's collar to keep the worst of the cold off his ears. Hands shoved into his pockets, hiding away the wrapping needed on the right one as he settled a few feet away from her, eyes uselessly scanning the darkness.]

I pick up bits and pieces but nothin' that's useful. Mostly just chaos overtop the sound of my daddy yellin' at me. [He gave her a passing little 'its okay' kinda pull of his lips before any sympathies could be given; he didn't want them.]

You? Been standin' out here a while, I was hopin' that maybe you'd figured out the code to straighten all them out.