"If you were given the option of pink or sky blue, which would you take?"

Sorry, that's a strange question to ask should've been tacked on afterward, but it wasn't--- instead, a tall, lanky man sat himself opposite the black-haired boy, a mug brimming with steaming brown liquid cradled in both hands, elbows splayed on the table to either side.

Over an unbuttoned, rumpled lab coat and very straight black bowtie, fairly intense hazel eyes focused on the other's, whatever he might have been interrupting wholly disregarded. No sense being alone, right?