"This place do bad things sometimes. Take thoughts and change them." Kahl's too familiar with that, both on this planet and back at home. At least this place isn't as good at it, but it's disappointing to find it here. He reaches up to rub at his forehead, and adjust his--oh. He doesn't have his eyepatch on.

Important things first. "We stay together, watch for trouble. Keep everyone safe." He tilts his head toward the edge of the funeral, away from the docks. "We go some place dry?" It looks like the new lady needs it.