"A phone?" He actually laughs, although it's a short, harsh sound. "What, have you been bingeing period shit set Before?"

His hands close around the device, twist, and spread apart again. What looked like a phone suddenly splits open and rearranges itself, opening up into a much more delicate-looking piece of technology. In his hands its purpose may not be immediately obvious, but when he lifts it and fixes it on his left ear, it becomes clear it's some kind of headset.

"Oh, that's better," he sighs as his Interface boots up. He looks back up at the stranger and then makes a deliberate, obvious flicking motion of one hand in the other guy's direction. He watches for a response-- well, an electronic response, but he is just kind of squatting there and staring intensely.