He leaned back into the bus stop bench, his back resting against the plastic and he allowed himself to spread his legs out comfortably. His eyes squinted slightly as he considered what she said, "Well I dunno, do I? I'm not walking around in a kilt or anythin' So I don't know."
His squinted eyes turned from confused, to even more confused as her question sank in. Clearly, she was hoping for more of an answer than he could give her but he ignored it. What he didn't know didn't exactly concern him. Yet. "Yeah, we're fine, Cass. I'm fine. Everyone's fucking brilliant. Except maybe Jal because she doesn't get any."