Justin took her number and pocketed it, making a mental note to add it into his cell. His eyebrows drew together as she instructed him of where the store was. Despite his reservations based on his preternatural senses telling him what she was, Kira quite literally was one of the few decent people he met since coming here. Maybe it was a general like for her, or his loneliness, but he still wanted her company.
"Wait, you're... you're not coming with? I can't be trusted on my own. My serious lacking of movies may run into my music choice, John Cusack could have been a fluke for all you know." He let out a small sigh as he pressed his hands together in a steeple and brought them to his lips. "I'm all but begging you. I can't continue to live in ignorance. It's, it's just not right for someone with so much potential."
"Plus, won't it be better you introducing me to the owner, seeing as you're on a first name basis with him," he dropped his hands down, allowing them to fall to his sides. "Unless he just wears a name tag and, and you just know it that way."