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[ofdensen]

[So your new arrival is, by and large, a fairly unremarkable man; he manifests on the Plane without fanfare, without immediately demanding acknowledgment of his presence. No, actually, it would appear that this man is only too happy to be disregarded for the moment, as he takes a brief but careful inventory of his surroundings and then beelines for

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[ofdensen]

[Oh, hello stranger. Charles regards him with a fairly neutral expression, for the moment- tolerant is a good word for it, actually.]

He, uh, did not find himself crushed by an airplane, I hope?

[He probably did. :|]

[ofdensen]

Mmm. Got it. Well, it's, uh. Nice to meet you, Irving.

[That mystery's solved. But all this about creatures and infections? Oh, hell no, son. His hand extends out of habit, but he's already decided on the most important part of this conversation so far.]

You saw this 'incident,' did you?

[ofdensen]

[It's a subtle little thing, but this is Charles cocking his head ever so slightly to the side. This may be Charles Ofdensen judging that you're pretty all right, Mr. Irving Braxiatel.]

You've been keeping something of an eye on him, then, is that uh... accurate?

[The chief question being why, but if his intentions are pure, maybe he's just masochistic enough to concern himself with Nathan's daily activities. God knows Charles is.]