Kyeo's head hurts very badly. He doesn't remember how he got that way but he can guess that he's taken a blow to the head. That doesn't explain why he's not on a spaceship any more but he should probably not expect to figure that out right now. He looks confusedly at the non-spaceship around him for a minute before closing his eyes.
"There is also widespread disagreement in Cascadia about what makes a person have good character."
"I suppose that does not surprise me."
The conversation is interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Lev calls.
Lev looks around the office, quickly closes two tabs on his computer, then says, "you can come in."
Who might Francis be?
"Didn't know you were coming to visit today."
"How do you know that if it's secret?"
Is Kyeo meant to not introduce himself, if he's a secret? He looks uncertainly between the others.
"This is Kyeo and he can't tell you anything else about himself," Lev says, for Kyeo's benefit as much as Francis's. "How was JROTC today?"
"You'll have to scrounge for yourself but Juanita made cookies."
"Save some for everyone else!" Lev calls to Francis's retreating back. "--He won't," Lev says to Kyeo as the door slams.
"I mean, you know teenage boys. They'll eat everything."
"Not if they have been brought up to share responsibly."
"I guess? The kids already had theirs, though, and in the worst case I can get Juanita to make more tomorrow. --I guess you might want some."
"I have eaten, thank you."
"On Ibyabek the teenage boys don't end up devouring all the cookies?"
"I have not heard it said and do not recall it happening when I was a teenager."
"Wonder how you guys got that to happen."