Howard tries not to let how tense he gets, both at the hug and the new information, show in his body language to the guard. Although, a moment after she breaks contact, he imagines it wouldn't be out of place for someone to react with discomfort at being touched by a clone, if they're some marked group of outcast citizens - or worse.
So yes, it would be Zouichi's group, probably. He remembers some of the Med Bay files. Marking can't be that bad, can it? Not unless there's some kind of reprogramming too...
He really doesn't want to deal with brainwashed Zouichi again.
"An X-Box?" He takes a chance that the guard won't know what it is either. "It's a game system that you can turn on after midnight, and it lets you play trivia games with people in a mile radius of your lodgings. I usually point it north, because that's how you get the most information for the game."
Total bull, and he hopes that, having just made it up on the spot, the little girl can get his message while the guard won't.
He backs up when Edith arrives, partially out of legitimate surprise at the bright colors and loud voice. "Oh, it's fine. Nothing like kid germs to make a planet feel complete," he says, glancing again at the guard and waiting to see the reaction to letting a little disdain fit into his voice. See, guard, he doesn't like these obvious outsiders, he's just being polite to an inquisitive child.
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So yes, it would be Zouichi's group, probably. He remembers some of the Med Bay files. Marking can't be that bad, can it? Not unless there's some kind of reprogramming too...
He really doesn't want to deal with brainwashed Zouichi again.
"An X-Box?" He takes a chance that the guard won't know what it is either. "It's a game system that you can turn on after midnight, and it lets you play trivia games with people in a mile radius of your lodgings. I usually point it north, because that's how you get the most information for the game."
Total bull, and he hopes that, having just made it up on the spot, the little girl can get his message while the guard won't.
He backs up when Edith arrives, partially out of legitimate surprise at the bright colors and loud voice. "Oh, it's fine. Nothing like kid germs to make a planet feel complete," he says, glancing again at the guard and waiting to see the reaction to letting a little disdain fit into his voice. See, guard, he doesn't like these obvious outsiders, he's just being polite to an inquisitive child.