Looking up from his phone, Sutton's lips curled up into a smile, and he locked the screen and set the phone down on his lap. Listening to Dan talk always put him in a good mood, the guy had a way of lighting up a room no matter how down the atomsphere seemed to be. "Slow down, slow down, one thing at a time!" he laughed, then flipped some strands of hair out of his eyes before turning them on Dan again. He felt Dan's weight settling against his shoulder, then bit his lip as he looked down at him, his smile not fading. "Don't worry, I'm not cold, and I'm good on my energy drink," he remarked, then picked up the can to verify the weight. He still had about a quarter of his drink left in the can. "If you want the rest, you can take it," he then offered, and set the can on Dan's side.
"And as for the flight, I loved it, I kind of just let Dubstep tune everything out, that is until my phone died," Sutton sighed, then looked off at nothing. An encounter with Skrillex at one of his concerts changed Sutton's whole out-look on the genre, but of course he wasn't going to brag that he met the Dubstep god. Besides, the people surrounding him at the moment could not seem any less interested in the music, so what was the point of talking about his experiences in front of them. "How about you? You seem worn out...flying not your thing?"
"And as for the flight, I loved it, I kind of just let Dubstep tune everything out, that is until my phone died," Sutton sighed, then looked off at nothing. An encounter with Skrillex at one of his concerts changed Sutton's whole out-look on the genre, but of course he wasn't going to brag that he met the Dubstep god. Besides, the people surrounding him at the moment could not seem any less interested in the music, so what was the point of talking about his experiences in front of them. "How about you? You seem worn out...flying not your thing?"