Jeff listened with a small smile as Poppy rambled on about her life at the orphanage, sounding just like an ordinary girl that wasnt a corpse grey with soft glowing eyes and wielding a giant syringe whose "daddy" sounded like Goliath on steroids. She then spoke about how the bad girls apparently go "missing" and he thought to himself 'that doesnt sound good at all'. He couldnt help but notice how she seemed to have trouble saying the word mother, and that was one thing that bothered Jeff, considering he believed everyone had a right to be with their mother... a chance he didnt have. He gave a slightly stern look at Dan at his outburst, falling back a little to whisper to him, "Keep it cool man, you'll have your chance at some bastards soon enough." When Poppy went silent, Jeff looked over for a bit to see that she was reaching for Dans hand, trying to hold it, with Dan gently taking hers in his own, encompassing her tiny fingers with his huge hand, it was, dare he say it, heartwarming. Didnt know Dan could be such a softie.
He walked a little faster until he was walking in pace with Kennedy. He glanced over at her sleek figure, the dress was more than complimenting on her. Jeff blushed a little and looked back down at the ground, regaining his composure before smiling and saying to Kennedy, "Poppy seems like a nice girl. and ol' Danny-boy has taken a bit of a liking to her. I swear theyre acting like siblings already... maybe itll do him good. He could use a little sister." He stayed alongside their leader, hands in pockets as he passed nonchalant glances at the staring passerby's. "If these orphans are as numerous as Poppy says they are, you'd think these people be a little more used to 'em. Think its cus we're with her that makes them uneasy?"