"don't ask," he says "and my name is Lovino, how old are you anyway?" he asks going to get eggs for him self.
“…Seventeen,” He uttered. Miles picked at the eggs (I assume they’re cooked…) and ate them gradually. They were quite flavorless without pepper or salt, but it was certainly better than dumpster diving.
“Ah.” Lovino said “I’m 14,” He says sitting next to Miles.