[ In both hands he carries a plastic bag, but he decidedly switches them over to one hand so he can hold onto his coat properly as it's threatening to slip from his grasp. He eyes Hazel oddly in return, realizing how his approach could be misinterpreted. ]
Huh? No, I'm not ― I'm familiar with the area.
[ He straightens his posture, looking her over quickly.
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Huh? No, I'm not ― I'm familiar with the area.
[ He straightens his posture, looking her over quickly.
She doesn't look homeless... ]
I was actually going to ask if you were lost...