[ It is awfully chilly. Matt's grateful to the islanders for offering him adequate clothes for the weather, but he's a California boy at heart. And not the part of California that has desert nights.
He smiles, grateful, and moves to keep pace with Demeisen--but at the word "kid," his lips twitch in bemusement. He's not strictly insulted, but the term does make him wonder if he's done something to seem immature besides almost drown. ]
I'm Matt. Matt Jamison. [ And I'm 25, he considers adding, for context, except he can't think how to not make it sound aggressive. Besides, who knows how aging works where this guy's from. ] How about you?
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He smiles, grateful, and moves to keep pace with Demeisen--but at the word "kid," his lips twitch in bemusement. He's not strictly insulted, but the term does make him wonder if he's done something to seem immature besides almost drown. ]
I'm Matt. Matt Jamison. [ And I'm 25, he considers adding, for context, except he can't think how to not make it sound aggressive. Besides, who knows how aging works where this guy's from. ] How about you?