Writing in semi-private.

"Bouncy brunette number two, actually." He paused, realized he might want to explain, and continued. "Well, she's bouncy, and she has brown hair. I had to call her something, right?" He shrugged as if it was perfectly natural to make up names for people. For that matter, it was to him.. "How long have you been here?" A soccer ball from a nearby game rolled into his lap, and he picked it up and threw it back in the direction of the players before they could come over to retrieve it.

Noah leaned forward, squinted. "Worst nightmare? And what would that-" He was interrupted by a young girl introducing herself, her smile looking as it was slowly devouring her face. He nodded slowly, holding out a hand for her to shake hesitantly, as if she would rip it off. "Great to meet you too, Comet. I'm Noah, this is Caitlin.." He paused, looking between Comet and Caitlin. "Or do you two know each other?"