[Yeah. The kind of jerk where you can do whatever you want and never feel anything if it all turns out wrong. That's the kind to be.]

[He might've let his eyes wander away from the phone and started brooding, but he's distracted by Yusuke pulling something out of his pocket. Somebody reaching into their jacket is a motion that naturally snaps his attention into focus.]

[He actually bothers to listen to what he reads from the little piece of paper.]

That's about as realistic and useful as the lotto numbers. You keep that from lunch today?

[He can't wrangle much bite into his tone.]

[He gives a heavy shrug of his shoulders.]

You know what they say about hope and hands.

That's kid stuff. Anybody still fixated on it by my age has to be on the loopy side.