Casey was lounging by the edge of the campsite, leaning back on his hands as he looked up at the sky, seeming totally relaxed and lost in thought. His fluffy, blue-streaked hair fell over his face a little as he watched the clouds drift by, a lazy grin on his face.

That was, until he noticed you approaching; he snapped out of his daydream and glanced over, flashing a friendly smile.

“—Oh, hey! Didn’t even hear you sneakin’ up,” he laughed, brushing his hair back. “What’s up? Here to chill, or did ya need somethin’?”