"You to not be way the shit out here instead of somewhere actually close by," Stone grouses, but it's a familiar argument that he doesn't expect to get anywhere, like usual.

He flops casually down at Klaes's feet, and just as casually drops his head into the guy's lap, looking up at him and grinning a sharp-toothed grin. Daring him to say something. "What were you listening to?"