[comparatively, the neat, clean, sparkling order of the lobby intimidates and impresses, but doesn't make the short teenager shuffling through it look out of place. he spots the fellow who does feel so easily enough, and picks up his feet without further ado, giving a small smile and quick wave before reaching the man's side.]
Anders. Hello.
[he had no poker face to speak of - even as he tries to keep up the smile, there's an edge of something nervous and something hardened, which just about summed up his entire reason for texting the magician.]
Thanks for meeting me. Uh... [with a quick glance to the receptionists, because bored staring made even Hinata somewhat self-conscious.] ... Well, it's. About Pilot.
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Anders. Hello.
[he had no poker face to speak of - even as he tries to keep up the smile, there's an edge of something nervous and something hardened, which just about summed up his entire reason for texting the magician.]
Thanks for meeting me. Uh... [with a quick glance to the receptionists, because bored staring made even Hinata somewhat self-conscious.] ... Well, it's. About Pilot.