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[nrpi]

Hah. Sure, yeah, my schedule's pretty packed.

[ Clothing-wise, Kendall's sticking to the earthy neutrals he'd gravitated towards at home – lots of brown and beige, basically, and none of it is particularly interesting. He kind of blends in, even if the area around him isn't the same colour. He digs a cigarette out of his pack as he's walking, cruising to a stop and appraising his new warden (jesus, it's fucking weird thinking that) closely. ]

Did you, like, burn those off, or...? [ He gestures to his own eyebrows with his free hand. Best to address it directly, he figures, rather than continue to sneak baffled glances. ]

[littletonoidea]

[That gets a dry laugh.]

If only. No, if I had burn marks from anything, it'd be trying to smoke one of these bad boys in a goddamn space ship.

[He takes a pointed drag of his cigarette before he continues.]

This is all from doing the full Walt Disney. Three months of on and off cryo-freeze - turns out it makes you go balder than a newborn. Who knew!

[nrpi]

Dude, you're making me feel so fucking boring. When I got here I just woke up in swim trunks.

[littletonoidea]

Hey, don't diss boring. [He points the cigarette at Kendall in a playful threat.] Boring means no-one's trying to kill you, or explode into a thousand pieces, or launch you into the depths of space to die a cold, miserable, lonely death.

[nrpi]

... Good point. [ Kendall carefully lights his own cigarette and takes a slow drag. ] So you just got here, right? Like, this month?

[littletonoidea]

More like this week. I rolled out of the hospital bed this morning and learned I was suddenly your boss, and that's...

[He blows out his cheeks in an exasperated exhale.]

It's a lot. I'm not some Professor X type leader guy, I'm just some asshole who watched waaaay too many movies as a kid.