[ Incredulity makes his features slacken. The question keeps his focus on Byerly, at least, stopping his eyes from wandering around that room. Eggsy doesn't distrust Byerly, either, not after he'd been near enough to kind. Kinder than others have been, certainly, when he'd asked after Henry and bought several drinks for the trouble. Playful at Christmas, when he could have snitched on Eggsy for playing at petty thievery. Total prick, he'd told Roxy in his debrief on all the refugees presently awake, but sometimes not that much of a prick.
He wonders if this is a simulation, just like the one that occurred when he and Byerly arrived on the station. ]
[ shrugging. ] Reckon I ain't supposed to be here, like, ever.
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He wonders if this is a simulation, just like the one that occurred when he and Byerly arrived on the station. ]
[ shrugging. ] Reckon I ain't supposed to be here, like, ever.
[ Is this trespassing? Breaking and entering? ]