Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike.
He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.
“Oh… uh, thank you?”
“Oh, shit. You’re not Sheldon.” Wayne says as he walks up to Syx and stares down at him, blinking, a triple scoop icecream in each hand.
The man looked disappointed for a second before grinning and handing the blue man one of the iced treats anyway.
“Ah man, and here I thought you were my boyfriend dressin’ up for me. Oh well.” Wayne laughs and looks over the bike with a low whistle.“Niiice. I’m Wayne by the way.” He had a feeling this blue man might already know that, but who knew?
“Your boyfriend?” Syx colored slightly but took the ice cream cone, it was a flavor he liked and he was willing to suffer the dairy intolerance issues for it now that it was presented to him.
“How many versions of us are hooked up?” he muttered under his breath as he shook his head, “So boyfriend. You’re not Harrison’s, so who’s are you then?”
“And of course it’s nice, I built it myself,” Syx raised his chin proudly as Wayne admired his bike.