Picking up the slack [Ribbon]

At the question, the boy rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly. While he understood that everyone was influenced by the event, and that the man before him had shared his story... It was pretty personal to the litter boy, who now found himself trying to think up a way out of the situation. Still, silence would just make things ever further awkward and uncomfortable.

Swallowing his anxiety at bringing it up, the boy spoke. "Well... I was originally from Japan... My family were visiting America for work when the Divide happened... I've kind of um... Been here since? So, yeah, um... That's the that of it..."

He wasn't going to mention that his parents were missing. That was a bit more personal, and revealing that he was just a young boy living alone? Probably not the safest to do to a casino owner. "Well... Um, it's been a pleasure to meet and work for you today mister Gabe." He added quickly, with a nod. "I should probably be on my way soon, unless you need me to do something else really quickly."

"No actually, I really do appreciate the help that you supplied to me today. I'll be sure to let your employers know that I was quite satisfied with the service I received today. "

He seemed like a good guy and wanted to cut him a break.

"You should come by the casino sometime, even if for personal interest. I'll keep an eye out for you."

Offering his hand for a shake one final time, Tomoi would be dismissed for the day.

Removing a glove, Tomomi nodded, shaking Gabe's hand in return, before putting the glove back on, and turning to leave with his other stuff. "Thank you sir. I um... Am a bit underaged to gamble though... Still, I might take you up on that at some point. I'm glad the work was to satisfaction, I guess? Um, have a nice rest of the day."

Having said his piece, and done his job, the boy withdrew, leaving the casino to go about the rest of his day, and get paid - sweet, sweet rent money.

[Exit]