"I kinda do wanna see some of my old friends from base again. Blair, too, so we can yell at him for lettin' that thing out and gettin' us killed." Kinner isn't usually one to hold grudges, and he figured getting killed by the monster he unleashed would be an appropriately ironic punishment for Blair, but he wants the biologist around so he can yell at him.

The other guys, he'd just invite them out for a drink or something and find out what happened to them. Maybe he'd learn his killer's identity that way, or, rather, who the creature imitated so it could have a go at him.

"The other guys - Clark, Connant, Van Wall, McReady, Norris, Copper - I got no particular beef with them. They're good guys. Good at their jobs. Wouldn't mind seein' 'em again, even under circumstances like these."

The demon's point is tempting. Kinner has no way of knowing what happened in his home world, so for all he knows the Thing wiped out humankind entirely. It would be unfortunate, but there's nothing he could do at any rate, and he may as well put a bright spin on the situation.

"You'll probably know 'em if you see 'em. Buncha guys turnin' up in polar gear like yours truly."