[ After a few moments of messing around on the keys, James feels the distinct sense that he's being watched. He looks up and notices...sure enough, there's a green-skinned kid staring at him. He tries not to stare back too hard (green skin? how the hell did that happen?) but finds that waiting for him to do something isn't actually going anywhere. ]
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Hi?
[ what....do you want here, kid...... ]