He tugged idly at his collar while she ate, wondering - not for the first time - why he was dressed in clothes that half of him realized were outdated. Whatever was going on, he really hoped it ended soon. "It was luck, I guess... if the wolf hadn't chased me up here, I probably would have made my way down to the-- lobby." Was that where he'd been headed? Cole couldn't quite remember. Outside, that had been his goal - whatever that was.
"Uh... no. Not yet, anyway." Cole knew that he knew her from somewhere, but the 'how' still eluded him. The level of concern he felt suggested that they were more than just friends, but how could that be? How could he not remember a relationship like that? "Do you?"