Upon realizing that the person who broke his solitude seemed passive, Jessie's body relaxed a little, but still tense, readied for the unknown. He looked at the tall man who towered above Jessie. Jessie's gaze went from his red gloves to his red shoes. The sudden clash of red against the paleness of the room would catch Jessie's eyes. "Hi.." Jessie replied looking up to the man's face his chin smooth as a baby's bottom Jessie thought. He lowered his head to look at his shoes again, "I'm fine." Jessie glanced over at the box that the man put down. He thought nothing of it and saw that the man put forth his hand toward Jessie. Confused, Jessie thought that maybe he wanted to shake his hand? 

"Uhh.." Jessie muttered slowly reaching out his hand to meet the other's.