He nodded at the two, keeping his arm loosely around Alisa's waist while his upper body rocked slightly back and forth, shoulders hunched and giving the impression he was a few inches shorter than her. Of course he was still sitting on his bike, helmet set on the seat just in front and between his legs, so really, that was nothing to go by.
"'m Enteinne," he replied, still a bit wary of them, but with his sister seemingly okay he wasn't quite so paranoid as he was on the ride down. "Yah.... She do all dat fine stuff dat keep it runnin'... Ya bike look belle too..."
His head swiveled back to his sister and he grinned at her, the smile blossoming and taking over his face, "Ya said somet'ing bout food, peanut?"
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