[center][color=sienna][h3]Philip Howard Iverson[/h3][/color][/center][hr]
Philip's walls were already back up. He wasn't exactly expecting Cass to show up at his back- he did allow himself a brief moment of vulnerability to talk to Jarvis. The kid wasn't so bad, so... maybe. He'll consider talking to him more. He momentarily reflected about how ridiculous it was for a tennager to consider talking to someone like an adult would a life-changing decision- thinking it over carefully for some time beforehand before doing it. However, he was well aware of how ridiculous his mind worked, and mentally shook it off.

Externally, nothing on his face changed as he listened to everyone else- including Cass. 

To which, he could only respond with a soft, pleasant smile in her direction, and a diplomatic, sarcastic approach- [color=sienna]"Mmmmhm. You bet, Rowley."[/color]

Now ignoring her, he turned to everyone else, asking, [color=sienna]"Sacramento doesn't have the ocean-side beach, but there's a common folk in the city that like to swim a whole lot in the lakes and rivers- not so much beach-side, but lake-side. Not the same, but might be friendlier for all you non-boring people. Might even get free barbecue if you make friends. But yes, there are a couple places that you more physical people might find 'boring' that I'd like to go to."[/color]

Having finished his longest communication to someone besides Lizzy or his family in about a year, and far more than most anyone in the room has ever heard from him, he retreated to one of the farther walls, leaning against it and observing.

He did sort of long to be like Cass- there was so much he restrained, so much that he did it unconsciously now. Whatever was on her mind, spilled out. A shame it made her so easy to figure out, and maybe, if he had such confidence, connect to in some way... even if he did want to throttle her. Just a little.