Kitty hadn't expected him to smile at her, but it was nice. Kitty could appreciate someone that acknowledged those around them, and he had a nice smile too. She tried to keep a smile on her face most of the time, it was much more welcoming than a frown. It was hard to keep a smile on your face sometimes, though. She'd been doing a little less smiling lately, that'd have to change. This was a nice sort of start. This was better than her sitting around moping and deciding that she needed to drink her sorrows away. Besides, she could be friends with Mike still. He wasn't dead, she hadn't lost him forever. Things would be fine.
She needed to focus on the moment, though.
"It's really accurate for here." Kitty snorted lightly to herself. That should probably be the theme song for Lawrence. People got dragged into the jungle of a world and were expected to deal with it. It was definitely difficult to adjust at first, but most managed to do it after some time.
It was almost amazing to her that he could look up at her and play at the same time. She wasn't a musician, though. Musicians always seemed to amaze her. She couldn't fathom how people could play guitars or pianos and sing at the same time. Kitty was a dancer and the only way that she was musically inclined was when it came to feeling the music and the rhythms--that sort of thing. He had a nice smile, though. "You're welcome." Kitty nodded.
Kitty almost felt a little bit bad for staring, but it wasn't as if she were staring in a bad way or anything. She did feel bad for blurting out who she thought he was. She knew there was no way that Arthur would have been out playing the guitar. "My mistake, you look identical." She shared with a small smile. "Nice to meet you, Tom. You can forget the Ms it's just Kitty." She told him in a friendly manner. She was definitely not a girl that went by Ms. She was much more casual than that. "Sorry if thinking you were someone else was weird. Happens here sometimes....people that are pretty much identical." It was true!