The redhead arrived on the bike after less than five minutes. Hooking the bike up to the bike rack and carefully working a chain through so it wouldn't be stolen, he headed into the cafe, looking around for a moment with an oblivious look on his face before giving Noella a light smile, heading over to where she sat before ordering apple juice, tilting his head as he looked at his sister.
"What'cha readin'?" he asked as he received his apple juice, gladly taking a drink. He'd had a little bit of his own money so Noella wouldn't have to pay for him. He looked at his sister with the weakest of smiles, but he was still a bit wary of her. His crotch was still rather sensitive from everything that had happened, and he wasn't sure he trusted Noella anymore, since instead of closing the door so nobody could see, she put him on a camera so everyone would see.
He conceiled his doubts and worries through his innocent and unassuming expression, though.