Everett had been lost in his own thoughts, something that was increasingly easy for him to do. Another new place, another group of strangers to move amongst. It wasn't that Ev minded the prospect of acquaintances, friends or what have you, but more that the dread that neither of his sisters would be here was coloring his view of everything right now. He almost wished he could hurry up and find out that they weren't, so he could get the initial surge of despair over with and regroup himself for the next effort, the next place.
He looked mildly startled when somebody spoke to him. It was a very pretty teenager, a girl who looked around the age that Caitie would be now. That was always a bittersweet realization when he had no idea if he'd ever see Caitie again. This girl looked unafraid and reasonably friendly; this must be an okay place for teenage girls to run around by themselves. The old Everett would never have entertained such a thought, probably, but his fears for his sisters had made him paranoid and suspecting the worst most of the time.
"Hi," Ev said, giving her a nod and a sober sort of smile. "It isn't too bad, yet. Dunno if I'd want to stay out here all night without a coat." He was expecting much worse weather, and soon: this was New York in mid-October, not somewhere down South where it stayed warm through December, sometimes, or so he'd always heard.
Everett stopped, his thumbs hooked into the front pockets of his own jeans, adding, "This is my first day here, so I'm getting a feel for the place." He always forced himself to exchange at least a few pleasantries before hitting a person up about his sisters and shoving photos in their face. Taking a blunt approach with it didn't always go well, and he knew that from experience. Live and learn.