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[b][u]Date: January 1st, 2021.[/u][/b] 
[b][u]Time: 8:43 PM.[/u][/b] 
[b][u]Location: Chipotle Mexican Grill, West 34th.[/u][/b]
[b][u]Interactions: Starfire - [@Zoey White].[/u][/b][/center]
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Rayner nodded slowly as he listened to Starfire's explanation, momentarily shifting his gaze over towards the group she gestured to, before absentmindedly letting his right-hand fall flat onto the table with a dull [I]thud[/I] as he gently rested his head against his left and began subtly searching for physical tells in Starfire's demeanor that he could exploit or store in the recesses of his mind for later use. He noticed the small things that most other people wouldn't, or wouldn't think too much of, such as the way she kept her hands clasped behind her back as she rocked back and forth slightly, [i]a sign of nervousness or anxiety perhaps?[/i], or the way she looked back at the people she'd gestured to earlier.

He wasn't entirely certain as to the exact cause of her nervousness however, as the rhythms deep inside his mind slowly rose to the surface once again, begging to be studied at length and in meticulous detail, distracting him somewhat from making a more in-depth observation of the relationship this woman had with the small group of people at the other table, and decided to chalk the whole thing up to the woman's brief trip to the restroom earlier. After all, she had just admitted not only to being from another world but also being unable to eat the food they served here because of that. So logically she must have been in a state of mild anxiety, or even panic when she had rushed off after their first encounter. Actually, now that he gave it some more thought, he probably would have reacted the same way if he had just arrived from another world where, apparently, eating food was not a regular occurrence...

It was then, just as his mind was about to get lost in yet another tangent, that Rayner realized Starfire had asked him a question. Fumbling his words a bit, he struggled to recall what she had said before it finally came to him.

"From another world? Me?" He replied, chuckling slightly as he forced his mind to get back on track. "I wish. Especially with how bad things have been here so far..." Rayner paused for a bit, shifting in his seat slightly in an attempt to get as comfortable as he possibly could in a piece of furniture as cold and hard as this one, before continuing. The corners of his eyes crinkling slightly as his lips twisted into a small, yet friendly, smirk. "But no, I am just as human as everyone else here and Earth is the only home I've ever known. Though in some places I suppose it can look quite alien or otherworldly. Like the Scar for example."

"But all that aside..." He said, his voice taking on a mock conspiratorial tone as he leaned in closer himself, both of his hands now resting flat on the table. "What world are you from?"