Re: [B&B: Shiloh & Diego]
Diego had always thought he was reasonably good at interacting with people, but all of this man's mannerisms- they were odd. His whole demeanor, his way of speaking - accent and phrasing - made him seem like a character from an old American novel Diego had probably read in school. Stuck in some kind of time loop. Or a ghost. He'd encountered a few of the ghosts around here, and 'son of plantation owner' wouldn't be unusual (if his downtime hobby of watching ghost hunting shows on the Internet was to be believed).
Still, he didn't resume his slouching, even after the invitation to do so.
"Yeah, it's fine, it's cool. I mean, people come and go from here all the time so..." Diego shrugged. "The coffee here is good. And the eggs. I see people having the full breakfast, I guess that's popular, if you're looking for recommendations."
Diego was still slightly on edge, but he held out his hand anyway, to make a proper introduction. His mom had taught him manners, and he didn't want anyone thinking otherwise. "That's a unique name. Shiloh. Uh. It's nice."