[He's got his things set up in his apartment now, and just needs to stock up on some basic food staples (that don't involve any serious cooking). So he wanders past the clothing shop on the way to the grocery store, and he's about to smile warmly at the young man he passes, when -
- ah. Oh. It's him.]
Hello, Tyr. [Anyone who knew him would realize that this formal greeting instead of his usual 'hey' means that he's uncomfortable.] Can I help you find anything?
((ooc: i realize we never finished that thread, so do you just want to say it all was very stiff and polite and never got to the friendly, 'we'll laugh about this someday' stage that might dispell some of the tension?))