"Still, that's impressive I mean, considering. The spells." Considering he was twelve years old or something. Jack smiled a bit and took the invitation to sit down with an uneasy smile.
There was nothing not awkward about any of this. Sloper didn't know exactly what he was meant to be doing with anything. He was sixteen and he couldn't help but feel like a picnic date was for people in their thirties--or people who'd at least been at this whole date thing longer--and even then.
Ever then.
He'd said that he didn't want this to be a date at all because he didn't even know how to start with that. It made everything just a little bit more difficult. Jack was, after all, a sort of word-vampire. He fed off and gathered his strength from words and at the moment there just weren't any because he didn't know what to say to this kid he didn't know and it was quite obvious that Nico was terrified of him.
"So." He said, relaxing a bit against the trunk of the tree and trying not to over-analyse the situation (though it really was much too late for that). "How are your classes going so far this year? Looking forward to the holidays?"