Setting weapons aside was a bit of a surprise. Though Jeremy didn't doubt that if the man wanted to, he could easily take him out with his bare hands, at least it was a good sign for now. But he was still going to keep his distance, eyeing the note rolling away but only shrugging his shoulders in response.

"It's just n-names," Jeremy answered, tugging his knees to his chest. "I don't-- don't know what to do with-- with it."

He figured it was only a matter of time before the scars were mentioned, and he only shugs again, making a vague gesture towards his head with one hand. "And it's f-fine. It's old."