["Tristan," unawakened as he is, is blissfully unaware of this cafe-in-the-making having any particular purpose. In fact, he hadn't heard of the project at all, until he happened across the sign talking about Green Valley volunteers and decided he was curious. He isn't poking too far into anything, but Christina is easy to spot and someone he recognises. He slows a bit at her words, glancing to his feet, before letting his gaze wander around the room and then back to her.]
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This seems like quite the project.