[ Jon does startle, a bit, which really means he freezes and his shoulders tense. His head and the little lantern golem turn in her direction, though the light isn't anywhere near as blinding as it would be if she had been a gator; it's a considerate little creature, after all. He grins, though, open and without fear. She's also a transplant; that's cool. ]
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They're not fans? Her stuff is catchy.
Sorry if I'm trespassing.
[ He gives a little wave. ] I'm Jon.