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"I found someplace too. Nice to have a roof over my head," he said, deciding to wait before unloading everything he'd found out since finding this place to stay. After all, he didn't want to scare her off, and this sort of talk had a tendency of weirding people out; he'd realized that the hard way.

"I'd like to hear them, if you wanna tell," he said with a smirk, adjusting the cowboy hat on his head.

Then she asked about hairy situations and he realized the crap he'd been through definitely counted. "Well, I wouldn't say I was in any trouble but I...did have a bit of an ordeal," he explained. "So...this is a bit of a ride, so buckle up because ****'s about to get weird," Ty cautioned, taking a breath.

"So...before we met, I'd woken up on a park bench, no memory of how I got there and nothing on my person, and my power didn't work on the clothes I was wearing. After we parted ways, I made my way to Sanctuary, because I'd heard they could give me a place to stay. I found I already had a room, my name was already on file, and there was a ton of stuff in it like a glorified storage unit or something. I cleaned it up, using my abilities on things and....I had these weird, broken visions. Like I saw an older version of myself, and various other people. So...I visited a therapist that happened to be a giant roach that looked like one from my visions, but that didn't really do much except tell me that I was deaged? Then I went to the mansion, where this was further proven, and I'm working on getting to the bottom of it." He paused, letting her processed.

"Also...not to alarm you or anything, but...I think I saw an older you in my visions, too. I know, this sounds crazy. I hope you still wanna stick around..."

He heaved an audible sigh of relief when she answered him. "Oh, that's fine, I can show you some stuff when I see you again," he said softly, then awkwardly and accidentally sort of blurted out an "I missed you." His cheeks flushed, but luckily she couldn't see it.

The answer to his question was so quick it made his heart flutter again; she was just as excited about seeing him, it seemed. "We can meet as soon as you want to," he said eagerly. "Maybe in the park near that pizza place?" he suggested. "I'll show up in something nice. Hope you like muscle cars." His mischievous smile was almost audible, somehow. "See you in a bit!"

He practically skipped down the street, eyeing the dark blue Ford Mustang parked on the street. Working his magic, the car fired up and roared to life, puttering down the road because this was New York and it was lunch time. He made his way to the park, leaving the car nearby and finding his way to a good vantage point. He stood next to a tree, his icy blue eyes scanning the area as he waited for Lenna. He had a lot of things to ask her about, some good, others getting to the bottom of his problem, but...he could tell it was going to be a good day.

Ty'd had a busy couple of days, not to mention a downright....strange couple of days. Sure, he'd made some decent headway on this whole deal with his powers showing him visions of an older version of himself and apparently older versions of other people. Apparently he'd been...deaged somehow? But nothing made sense. For every answer, a million more questions popped up, and quite frankly, it wore him out. And that was how the redhead was still in his bed at Sanctuary at noon. With a yawn, he woke up as his alarm went off for the tenth time that day, and he grabbed his phone and hit silence. Oh wait. He had a phone! And he totally made a promise to his....friend? Girlfriend?

Lenna. He'd promised Lenna. Quickly, he pulled on a blue tee shirt with a fish wearing headphones on the front(tis older self had style, Ty would give him that), a pair of jeans and a belt(apparently his older self packed on a few pounds too, also a plus), and laced up a pair of black converses with green laces(same shoe size though. Bummer.) He tugged on his black leather jacket(Ty never grew into a phase of leaving random large sums of money in his pockets, unfortunately.) and started out the door, phone in hand. Typing up a message, he hit send, and then stood outside, propped against the side of the building as he waited for a reply.

~Hey, Lenna. It's Cowboy. You free today?~

The small talk...made Ty happy. It was nice to just relax and talk with someone his own age, getting to know them without anything like police sirens or gunfire going off in the background. He took in everything she was saying, though he was sorta adverse to guns, he didn't mind that she liked to go to the shooting range. He found himself sort of...enthralled with her. She was just so interesting, and their kissing had probably cemented his feelings a long time ago, but that was neither here nor there.

He blushed again as she kissed his cheek. "Good. I have to say, I'm looking forward to it already," he said sheepishly. He nodded at her response, taking no offense to it whatsoever.

"Okay, but can I at least walk you outside?" he asked, offering her his arm. If she'd accepted, he'd walk her outside, and once outside, he'd give her a goodbye, and then kiss her. This time, there would be nothing gentle about it. His arms would wrap around her waist, and it would last for longer than their other ones had. Then, he'd pull away, wish her goodbye one last time, and be on his way, sporting a very accomplished smirk.

True; we've both had fun, and that's the important thing. I think," he said with a shrug. Though it was nice knowing that she enjoyed his company as much as he did hers. The wide eyed excitement that was plastered on her face coupled with her enthusiasm when she ordered made Ty's heart flutter a little. He didn't know a lot about Lenna since they'd only just met that morning, but...she was so adorable when excited and they seemed to get along rather well. And hey, he already had her number! He just needed a phone...

Sure, it was winter, and that might have accounted for the shop not being that busy, but he promised Lenna ice cream, so dammit they were getting ice cream. Besides, the warmth of the physical contact cancelled out the chills from the ice cream. "I do too, though I can't recall having it in a long time," he said with a shrug. "Yeah, ice cream is pretty straight-forward. Some things you just can't mess up." He gave a soft laugh.

"I got mint chocolate chip," he answered, looking over at her before offering his cone. "You want a taste?" he asked without really thinking about it. Just two kids sharing ice cream, nothing weird here at all.

She was cute when she covered her mouth like that. Though something told him that she had other reasons for picking today's date. Hey, as far as he was concerned, today would be a day worth remembering. He had no idea of what could hypothetically happen, though it was worth noting that prior to two days ago, this entire day, and possible future days, would have turned out quite differently.

The picture was a good one, and they both were smiling like a happy couple of kids. His arm stayed around her, hand resting idly on her shoulder as she spoke. And the boy smiled.

"We really do," he murmured, and then she started stammering. "Yeah. Ice cream was promised, yes," he said, ignoring the fact that they had not finished their pizza. But he didn't really mind.

"It's right across the street, and I'm ready whenever you are," he said softly, his arm sliding down her back before his hand lost contact and he pulled away before standing to his feet. But not before leaning in and stealing a quick peck on her cheek.Hey, he was a thief after all, and he knew he could get away with it this time.