** Jackson Miller lets his head raise up to look at the man, his expression while not negative nor brooding, certainly isn't happy. A straight line exists across his lips rather than a smile. Much like a machine would do, he starts out slowly but speeds up, his eyes starting to flick over the details of this new man as he tries to remember a name to the man's face. All possible names failing him he tackles with the fact that this man is new to him the only way he knows how, "I uh....I'm new here." He flinches, for the most part internally but his left eye shudders lightly for a heartbeat, knowing full well that wasn't the answer to the question, "W-what do you have...?" He scolds himself internally for messing up his words, the only external reaction being his breath out being a bit more labored.