Travis
Travis looked at everyone around him. Most of them seemed almost innocent. There was a girl with a strange hair color and bright blue eyes, the handcuffs were chaffing her wrists as well. There was another boy, even thinner than he - pale and unhealthy looking. His glance immediately went to the one of them which was more of a spitfire, one with light eyes and light hair. She was absolutely beautiful, although her sharp tongue was rather discouraging. The last girl had black hair and, although shaded, seemed beautiful shade of green or blue - it was a bit too shaded for him to tell. His own bright blue eyes went back to look at Austin before looking to the two other people.
One of them looked somewhat like a sarcastic type of person, although that was just first impressions. The other was a handsome man with black hair, a rather lanky man, actually. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. These people didn't seem too bad... He looked at the sign and paled at the name of the place. Were they not the only ones here? He suddenly wished his sister or someone was with him to pat his shoulder, like his family often did, and tell him it was alright - but they were afraid of him now, so that wouldn't happen. Damn, it made him angry. He wasn't this horrible psycho, he was just a little bit... different.
He turned to the shy girl and spoke up very quietly, hoping to maybe lighten the mood with some calm conversation. "A-Ah... Jolly good day to you," he greeted, tentatively. She did seem rather shy and he didn't want to scare her off. That was more or less all he could manage in such a situation and fell silent, gaze flicking downwards and staying there.