[Bolton takes a handful of popcorn, but his other hand decides to take hold of Jamie's between the seats. He's not too obvious with it, sensitive of the sole survivor of a recently sunken ship in the room, but the absent motion is there.]

Oh god, you were like sixteen. I would ask how you were never into basketball, but you were definitely not a sports kid.

[He throws a kernel of popcorn into the air, but it bounces off his nose and across the room.]