[ Reggie tenses the awkward tension and decides, rather than prod at it, he'd rather proceed with a different subject matter if it's all the same to Jean. Reggie, after all, doesn't even know this other guy (yet), so it's not like it's any of his business. Something about Jean cools that urge of Reggie's to provoke and piss off, maybe because he vaguely reminds him of himself. ]

Yeah, the bullet train's cool. I wish we had something like that back home, it'd make getting outta town a piece of cake.

[ Idle thoughts that have no meaning, though-- well-- what ifs are hard to not ever humor. ]

Do you like having a friend here? I mean, from home?