DONT WORRY ABOUT A THING .*- open

[BENJAMIN]

[align=center][div style="border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;line-height:1.1;font-size:8.5pt;"]As Greer explains that the artwork hanging before the small group is a charcoal drawing, Benjamin tilts his head a little to the left, interest showing clearly in his facial expression despite his inability to actually see the piece itself. However, that expression quickly morphs to vague concern as Emmor explains his drawing and who the subject actually is—J, he'd said. Did he mean J or Jay? He should probably ask, considering this is his job as of right now. He has to protect Flintlock while Johannes isn't here, and that includes making sure that a dangerous man isn't out there lurking like some creep ready to shoot more children. "Uh... Do you mean J as in the letter J? Or like a blue jay?" the raven-haired teenager asks quietly, not at all bothering to comment on the artwork until he can figure out if this guy was lurking around their borders or not. He lifts one thick eyebrow from its place furrowed down to hood his eyes, and he decides to elaborate, just in case that's not enough. "Is he tall? With green hair? Uh," he struggles briefly to remember more features that Johannes had told him, and he shifts from foot to foot, clearing his throat as he finds one more hidden in the back of his mind, "—with a really big smile?" There's a moment's pause, and then he shrugs, just a little. "Because that guy is dangerous. I just want to make sure he's not who you're talking about, because I was told not to let him into Flintlock if he tries to come around here."