Kahl looks up, giving the person a little lopsided smile, his scars pulling down the left side of his face. "Kahl okay. Just headache. Sleep bad."

Looking at this person makes Kahl feel weird again. He's definitely seen her around. When he was in other places. ...That he's never been before. He lives in Yancai. "Thoughts not fit together. Hard to explain."

Kahl tries to rally a little, since he doesn't like to make stuff about him. That's not how he makes new friends. "Will make sense, sometime. Red-hair lady okay too?" Because nothing bad's happened to him, really. Just bad dreams.