He picks out a free room with his new puppy trailing behind him, and shuts the door behind them. Aww, it's cozy in here.
(Bryce is at this point having an animated and only slightly fanboyish conversation with Traceless and will not notice his phone messages for a little while.)
Jamie peers around to get a look at the screen.
"-I wanted wink," he informs Toby, "But I couldn't take that one, so I improvised."
"-I mean I wanted just Wink," he giggles. "Jamie Kittyface was the first thing I thought of after that. I didn't really want anything else, you know? But, um. The last Wink died a couple weeks before I woke up. It seemed kinda gross to take it so soon."
Jamie lets him get away with it this time. His hair is very soft!
"It's definitely unique! I haven't met anyone else yet with weird characters in their name, though I've met some with numbers."
"You have lovely hair," Toby says. "I've heard of a Catch-22, who had digits - and I guess a hyphen - but only ever letters other than that. What kindsa number codenames have you heard...?"
"I met a few people using numbers for letters," would he like to keep petting that hair? Jamie nudges his head up into his hand suggestively. "St34mpunk, with a three and four instead of e and a. H1GHBALL, with a one instead of an i. Stuff like that."
Aww kitty. Scritch scritch.
He giggles. "Never met one of those myself," he says. "Must be out of fashion in the Great Lakes."
"They're from Vancouver," he nods carefully so as not to jostle the scritching. The hair in the way makes it less efficient guiding, but it feels nice separately to that so nyeh.
Hairpetting is very important. The polycule knows this. "Bet you see a lot of different local esper name trends, huh? What's the weirdest codename you ever heard..."
Purrrrrrrrr- "Oh, um. Wow, that's not easy to pick. Ummm..." It's extra hard because of distracting hairpets!
"-there were some guys from the Midwest who had these long descriptive names? Like, Man Who Changes the Colour of Things, and Localized Rainstorm Woman. That was pretty funny."
He snickers delightedly. "Man Who Changes the Colour of Things, that's spectacular. What did he do? I mean, change the colour of things..."
"That was pretty much it! He did home design. Decoration? That. So he'd use it for demos and otherwise he was just a normal home decorator."
"Oh, that's clever," Toby says. "I'm such a dungeon esper, my first thought whenever I hear a new power is always how do you use this on a run, I was wondering if he, like, turned everyone's kevlar bespoke camouflage colors or something."
"Huh, I bet he could! He'd need to go with them, though, it doesn't last a long time without him present. I know a lot of espers who do civilian work," he nods, "Dungeoneering is important, but there's a lot of powers that just aren't good for it. Like, do you know about the guy who can make you taste stuff? He does tasting sessions for crazy foods or for people with allergies and so on. Citrus, I think? Couldn't use that for much in a dungeon, but with a little creativity..."
"No, it's great," he says, "civilian power use is so important, look at what you do. I just mean it's never where my head's at, I've got a one track mind. I think I have heard of that guy, it's really cool."
"Mhm! And don't worry, I didn't think you did. You don't seem like that kind of asshole." He pats Toby's chest reassuringly.