[Justin checks the device, glances at Neil, affirms his identity, and stands. He feels he should do something--smile back, maybe, or... something else that people do when they come across someone they know.
He goes for the smile. It looks more like a grimace; to be fair, though, it's not an expression that gets a lot of use.]
Hey. Neil.
[He extends his hand for a handshake--that's what people do--but retracts it, thinking better of it. Neil says he was his friend. That doesn't mean much; Justin's last friend was more than willing to watch him shoot himself.]
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He goes for the smile. It looks more like a grimace; to be fair, though, it's not an expression that gets a lot of use.]
Hey. Neil.
[He extends his hand for a handshake--that's what people do--but retracts it, thinking better of it. Neil says he was his friend. That doesn't mean much; Justin's last friend was more than willing to watch him shoot himself.]