Brian wondered what was supposed to happen if it wasn't alright.

He shook hands. "Brian," he spoke cautiously, because with that wink-wink-nudge-nudge look from Cian, he knew he had been busted. Lately he couldn't throw a rock without hitting somebody who thought it wasn't a big deal, or had something weird going on themselves.

"You um... you see that a lot? What I did?" The concern on his face made Brian look even younger than his twenty-four years.