[ Tyler's eyes widen just a touch - really wasn't kidding when he said baby. There's some part of him that's almost glad he's found somebody closer in age than some of the older people he's come across.

Not that he needs anybody, obviously. ]

Twenty-two. I guess at least that makes one of us legal to be up here.

[ At the bar, he means. Not that he's got any interest in finding out if they even have a legal drinking age here. What does it matter to him?

The invitation to stick together though is appreciated on some level. As much as he'd like to think he's perfectly capable of striking out on his own, that's not completely accurate. Fireweed was a steep learning curve for sure, but it was also easy to get somewhat institutionalized there. ]

Yeah, fell out of one of them like somebody shook this place too hard. Like when you shake a keyboard and all the bits come out.