*doesn't quite catch most of what's spoken, but smiles along with you, easily reading your expression and gestures (no big deal)*
*nods in response to your signing, then, and glances all around in search of his twin* He had a scene to finish, I know that much. *frowns slightly, wondering how much you know about Elliott's breakup, and more, whether you're aware of the latest twist* *is apprehensive about Elliott's chances, to be honest—there wasn't a little Quendë on Arda who didn't grow up with Fëanorian boogeymen under the bed*
*continuing* He usually texts if he's going to be more than five minutes late... *right on cue, catches sight of a familiar shape in the periphery off to his left, and waves Elliott over*