"Yeah, a school," Guy said, letting the ring take care of the transmitting to Kyle as he continued to pack up what he'd need right away.
Are you sure that's a good idea?
He could already picture the kid's skeptical look as he said that. Didn't even need a ring construct for it.
Rolling his eyes, Guy paused to decide if he wanted to bring a picture left over from the bar or not. It got shoved into one of the many bags after only a second. "Yeah, I'm pretty freakin' sure, Kyle. It's just over in Baltimore. Some island. Private school. Real hoity-toity stuff."
And this has nothing to do with Tora?
Guy frowned at some poor t-shirt that he never wore anymore. "Course not."
"I've got packin' to do," Guy informed him. "Doncha got things of your own?"
Kyle laughed before giving in. Yeah, I'll talk to you later then?
"Sure, whatever. I've got a picnic to get to," Guy replied, ever the polite one.
"Yeah, bye." This had nothing to do with Tora being on the same planet. Nothing at all. He was just... trying something new.