Ren watched helplessly as Kami joined Cara in the bathroom and rubbed the back of his head as he sat back down on the couch. He sighed softly and leaned forward to take his bowl of gumbo back seeing as much of the excitement had seemed to die down, until Shae let out his bark of laughter startling the skittish youth.
Ren turned around to stare at him. He was still shaken from the whole mess of what happened to Cara, but Shae just seemed to blow it all off with ease. He didn't really seem to care what people thought of him. That was a totally foreign concept for Ren. Maybe that was why Ren seemed to admire him so much. He had such a casual way with people and it seemed to come so natural to him. Ren had only ever felt awkward around others.
"Ah, the gumbo? Oh, it's good. Real good." He grabbed for the bowl again almost a little guiltily for having gotten lost in thought and started to shovel more of it into his mouth.
Ren looked up at the other man as he came to sit on the arm of the couch next to him. His eyes moved down to glance at the buckle where Shae had popped the beer cap. Was that...yeah it was, a marijuana leaf emblem on it. He wondered if Shae smoked pot. Suddenly there was a cold, sweating beer bottle against his chest and he took it from Shae and rubbed the wet spot on his shirt. Dammit! why did he have to remember the gun comment?
Ren's face felt like it was burning. "Uh, nah, you can keep it in the holster. I've already seen it, right?" He turned away and took a long gulp of the beer, not wanting to meet Shae's eyes.