[He's not expecting the voice, yet there's no startled jerk of alarm. Hope lifts his head, blinking bleary sea-coloured eyes up at the unfamiliar woman. His clothes are definitely growing damp now, the bright colours of his favourite jacket darkening from the weight of the rain.]
Um... I guess so... [His voice is thick and slurred.]
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[He's not expecting the voice, yet there's no startled jerk of alarm. Hope lifts his head, blinking bleary sea-coloured eyes up at the unfamiliar woman. His clothes are definitely growing damp now, the bright colours of his favourite jacket darkening from the weight of the rain.]
Um... I guess so... [His voice is thick and slurred.]