The single, bland declaration of hot beverage does little to grab Matt's attention until he hears someone approaching, and he's paying attention just in time for the mystery voice to tonelessly add weary thinking before Caspar speaks.



He's run into a lot of people here, especially over the winter, but the subtle smells and sounds help narrow down the list. "It's... Caspar, right?" Matt sure hopes that was the name, as they've only run into each other the once, so far.

"So I've heard," Matt says, not without a healthy dollop of irony. "It's all noise to me." Lost, though? "No, I'm here on purpose this time. Thought I'd catch up on some work where it's quieter, though that's sort of backfired on me now."