Haydrian looked up and saw a very disheveled blonde man walking towards him. Another homeless in Brightwell? What on earth? On top of that he appeared to be Australian based off of his accent. Normally the wink would have connoted some very strange things to Haydrian, but homeless and Australian meant that normal social cues likely didn't apply to this man. Haydrian raised an eyebrow at him. Going the same place... this was either the clumsiest attempt at hitchhiking he'd ever seen, or this man was also on his way to meet Gavin. The latter would explain why he was in Brightwell at least... oh. Was that perhaps why the young girl was here as well? Fascinating.
Haydrian put on a small smile, "Well if you mean your going to see a fellow named Gavin then yes we are certainly headed the same way. As for a ride, if you don't mind it being a little cramped then you can sit in the middle with Bob." Haydrian's smile widened. He hadn't shown Bob to anyone yet, and he was quite proud of him. He hoped this man had an appreciation for art.