[an odd fall behind that kurt notes, but only acknowledges with the slightest wrinkle of his nose. he thought it might have been recognition or something similar for a moment; there's been plenty of times where he's wrong, of course, although he likes to think his intuition is pretty solid.]
John it is. [the limb promptly withdraws once released, hands tucking loosely into his coat pockets.]
Marcos and Lorna, [he repeats, focusing on the names instead of john's slip-up. neither of them he recognizes, but that doesn't mean much. kurt could have met them in passing and not gotten a name, seen them on the network, skimmed a synchr profile-- along with many other scenarios that could be drummed up had the other male not mentioned corruptness and anti-mutant things.] So, it's not as peaceful as we would have hoped for in the future. [subtle enough, he'd say, despite his gaze flickering away.]
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John it is. [the limb promptly withdraws once released, hands tucking loosely into his coat pockets.]
Marcos and Lorna, [he repeats, focusing on the names instead of john's slip-up. neither of them he recognizes, but that doesn't mean much. kurt could have met them in passing and not gotten a name, seen them on the network, skimmed a synchr profile-- along with many other scenarios that could be drummed up had the other male not mentioned corruptness and anti-mutant things.] So, it's not as peaceful as we would have hoped for in the future. [subtle enough, he'd say, despite his gaze flickering away.]