[ Lea waves a hand. ] Nah, it's a dump. I wouldn't run into anyone from home here. Anyone I wanted to see, anyway.

[ He rolls his neck back with a few muted pops, rolls his shoulders as well, breathes in, and sighs a long plume of steam, tugs his scarf down because suddenly jumping around has his heart rate up a little and now he feels a bit warmer. This is an undesirable conversation track.

Lea puts on his best cocky grin, puffs his chest out and points to himself with a thumb. ] Can't believe I haven't introduced myself yet. The name's Lea. [ He leans in and taps his temple with one finger, an old and practiced gesture. ] Got it memorized?