Ajax was surely getting lost in a different feeling.. especially as he watched Sam and Mercy laugh and play with each other. They obviously loved each other a lot, which was great considering his father had hated him and his mother had not really liked him and he didn't have siblings. It was nice to know Mercy grew up in a loving family. Still, the slight shadow in the back of his brain whispered that he shouldn't even try to get her memories back. Even with just this short amount of time... Ajax never wanted to see Sam as unhappy as they had been that day. Never. Bringing his attention back to the boy as they started talking, Ajax told himself to just enjoy the time he had. "They're actually making a plane right now that should go that fast, but it is in the very early stages- like the staring at computers for hours and not even started building the actual plane yet stages." He commented, though he was still feeling a little lost. For his own very selfish reasons, he wanted Mercy to remember everything and come back. However... he couldn't do that to them. Not to Sam. Not to her parents. Losing a loved one was like torture.. he would know. "It's always worth a shot. And I'm sure if you talk to them I could figure something out in a week or two. I wish you luck on begging away." He joked, smiling a little before glancing at Mercy... Astoria as they spoke. At her invitation he didn't really know what to say, running a hand through his hair as a habit he had so long had. He shouldn't. He shouldn't just invade their privacy. Literally yesterday he had been wearing tattered clothes and acting like he was drunk before disappearing out of a dead end alley, and now he was claiming to be a test pilot. He had only talked with them for... more than an hour now. An hour. He shouldn't jump at the opportunity, but his heart was screaming at him to take it. The quite displeased expression on Will's face was another reminder not everyone here would like him. "I don't know..." He mumbled, before glancing up to see Sam's excited eyes and enthusiastic voice. +don't you dare. Don't do it+ his brain though at the same time his heart spoke. "I am free today, if you guys really mean it, but I don't just want to intrude." Ajax finally spoke reluctantly.

Sam nodded lightly as he took in the information. "Well; maybe by the time I can fly, it'll be done. Or close to it, maybe." He responded hopefully, breaking out into a grin at the idea that he would go see the planes. Astoria grinned and responded to Ajax instead.

"He won't have to beg very hard. They'll do anything for the baby." She joked, snickering as Sam stuck his tongue out at her. They got into a pushing battle, shoving each other with their shoulders like little kids.

She only paused when he spoke again, waving her hand dismissively. "Don't be silly, you won't be intruding. My family loves having people over, especially for dinner." She said lightly, shooing Sam out of the booth. He chimed in as well. "You should definitely come over. When my friends see you, they're gonna freak. You're like the human equivalent of Hulk." He comment easily, gesturing to the tall figure across from him as he scooched out. Astoria followed him and offered Ajax her hand as she stood, matching it with a smile.

The side of Ajax's mouth twitched up into a smile at that. Maybe, indeed. "Technoglogy is advancing rather quickly." He agreed with a small nod, and people were quite close to some things already. "Stiiillll, going faster than any other human being comes with a couple side effects, like feeling like you're being squashed through a tube thats only an inch in diameter." He snorted. Even Mach 2 still felt like it was squeezing. As Astoria spoke he smiled with a slight hint of sadness.. what it must be like to have a family like that. His was one of the only families that didn't have many children back then. Children were like a work force, but apparently his parents thought he could do all the work. Still, watching them, he got that feeling again. The one he was really getting sick of. His good conscience was taking over again. It got annoying sometimes. Maybe that was why he was picked to be a demon. As Astoria spoke again he winced slightly, knowing she meant it but somehow it felt wrong. He didn't want to get too close now. It could ruin everything. As Sam spoke, that seemed to be an obvious trigger, and Ajax filtered a shade of red formerly unknown to mankind. "Genetics...." He mumbled under his breath, sounding embarrassed, before he cleared his throat and forced his skin color to go back to normal after sucking in a breath. "I can come, but I may not stay long." He finally said, standing up, running a hand through his hair again.

Sam simply grinned at the idea of the comfortable sensation. "Hey, being squished is fine with me if I'm going ten times the speed of sound." He smiled. Astoria rolled her eyes at him.

"You're close enough to a worm that getting through a tube won't be hard at all." She mocked, tilting her head at Sam's effect on Ajax. She frowned and shook her head. "I think your genetics are awesome, then." Astoria commented softly, watching as he stood without taking her hand. She cleared her throat and flushed, letting her extended hand drop awkwardly to her side at his rejection. "Yeah, that's fine. You can stay as long as you want, but if you can't or don't want to stay very long, that's perfectly fine." She nodded quietly, leading their little group out of the Cafe, Will behind Ajax.

Ajax had to laugh at that. He couldn't really resist. The boy did have a stubborn- or, to be nicer, persistent attitude. At Astoria's words he chuckled with a small shake of his head.. Sam was quite small and skinny. Something Ajax HAD partially experienced, no matter how hard it was to believe. When he was 15 he swore he'd NEVER fill out at ALL. Imagine working on a farm since age 5, before the sun rose till after it set, just to be skinnier than a sapling until around 18 years old? Not the most fun experience. At Astoria's words about his genetics he managed not to turn red again, ducking his head slightly as a sign of acknowledgement. He lowered his head slightly as he somehow forgot to at least be kind and take her hand, but no, he had to mess up again. Ajax just felt like if he got too close, somehow something bad would happen. "Sorry." He mumbled before nodding at her words. He then walked out, slowing so he was near the back, but his strides were still too long to fall all the way Behind.

"What for?" Astoria asked lightly, letting Sam and Will walk side by side ahead of them. Wills seemed reluctant to let her lag behind but didn't say anything, simply keeping pace with Sam as they made their way toward the house.

Astoria settled into step beside Ajax, lengthening her strides so she didn't have to speed walk. She glanced over at his arm and reached out gently to trace her fingers over the scars there. "What happened?" She asked softly, looking up at him. "If you don't mind me asking." She added after, dropping her hand and flushing. She in no way wanted to make him uncomfortable.

Ajax's face twitched at the question- and now he dug himself in a deeper hole. "Nothing- it's fine." He answered, wondering why she hung back. He slowed down just slightly as to not pull ahead quickly, then had very mixed feelings about when she traced her hand along the scars on his arm. Part of him said to flinch away and part of him said he knew her do it didn't matter.. but he didn't know her! She had forgotten everything! Another stab of pain racked through his brain. What if she really did not regain her memory? At her question he let out a slow breath. "Cattle accident." He answered, then realized how that might be taken- a pilot that hung around cattle? "When I was just a boy I worked on a cattle farm. Got carved up by a knife." He clarified, tensing his jaw muscles slightly before glancing around. If they were walking that meant her house was near by.

Astoria narrowed her eyes at him slightly in disbelief. He was lying to her. She brought her gaze to the ground in front of her, twiddling her fingers. "When you were a kid? That's strange because these look... really recent." She commented quietly, looking up at him with a frown. "Are you alright, Ajax?" She asked softly, her face a mirror of concern as she set her hand on his arm.

Ajax winced a little. Talk about botching it- of course they were recent! He gouged them into himself a couple days ago! Why couldn't he at least think? "I'm getting them confused- these scars are from when I was a kid." He turned over his arm to show old scars on the underside. "These are.. from a week or two ago. I got in a very small fight with a drunk person to protect someone I cared about. They don't really matter much." He tried to fix his mistake, lowering his head slightly. "I'm fine, really. I've just had a couple scrapes in my lifetime." He smiled a little, though it may have been unconvincing.

Astoria watched him skeptically for his explanation, letting out a small sigh. It didn't feel entirely like the truth, but he obviously didn't want to tell her. Plus, what right did she have to pester him about it? They had met yesterday. She let out a gentle sigh and glanced the other way with a short nod. "Right. Well; however you got them, I think they matter. And that person that you care about is very lucky." She responded, turning to cross the street and leading him up to a nice, suburban two story house with a fenced in backyard. "You can tell me whatever you want to, by the way. I won't think any differently or anything like that about you." She shrugged.