"Alright, alright!" Ben put up his hands in defeat. "You can have your corpse dance party, but maybe... Keep it in the graveyard?" This was all hypothetical anyway, right? And anyway, who was he to discourage some oddball pastimes? He had plenty of them.
"It's not about the tempo, it's about the energy," he pointed out, not that it mattered. Running music was sort of a personal choice, he wasn't going to change anyone's mind. He nodded along to the song playing through the other boy's speakers. Alright. Yeah. He could get behind that. "I see your point. I kinda like that. I don't know if I'm going to be rampaging through any night clubs but, I could probably run to that."
Oh right. Yeah. Introductions were the polite thing to do here. "Heh. Uh... My deal? I'm Ben." He gave his palm a quick swipe on his shorts just in case they were at all sweaty and offered his hand for a handshake which, while a completely normal greeting, seemed oddly out of place here, but whatever. Too late.