It doesn't take him long to notice the very obvious lack of flowing conversation. Granted, that sort of thing comes with the territory of staying in separate rooms for the sake of privacy, but still...

Lorne comes ambling back out in a pair of slate gray-meets-brown jeans that haven't seen much wear and tear (or sunshine for that matter), an unbuttoned, muted blue shirt over his undershirt, and several scarves slung over his shoulder for mixy matchy purposes.

"...see anything you like?"