[Lawtan]

Petra noticed something - a trace of a scar, perhaps. Not having really thought this through, she took a moment to think about some way to get the man to sit down with her. Almost...she had an idea,

"I noticed you walk around here, shoulder hunched, like you were nervous. It made me think of my little brother, who had social anxiety - it would travel with him and cause him to mess up with work and procrastinate even on his own enjoyment." Petra took a needed breath.

"I thought that, as I learned through helping him, perhaps we could sit down in a quiet corner and I could offer some helpful advice."

Petra leaned against the door, blocking any polite attempt to open it, and awaited a response.