"Hey, I am not really complaining. It's just weird how you morals-are-important people disagree with things."

"Remi's got his reasons, I guess. I mean... It's not as though literally all the cleans are awful. We're evidence of that," he motions between himself and Heri. "But no one is doing anything. No one cares as much about red problems as reds do. So. It's on us, and the rest of the world can just fend for itself." He shrugs, shoves aside any conflicted thoughts on the matter, and goes back to his meal.

The only reason Kenta doesn't shove conflicted thoughts aside is that he doesn't have any.

And once they are done with their meal, they can up to the door and get the others.

Door! Tobir opens it, readying his portal crystal so he can open one to the area reserved for extra portals in the station on Origin. Hopefully there will be a Henry or Gabe in the station, so they don't have to wait on someone to go find one-

The door opens to a dimly lit hallway filled with worn furniture. He blinks at it for a moment, confused, and then it dawns on him.

"Oh. Oh shit."