"Many. It's a long list, where do I start?" A small, scar-faced man in polar gear is observing the wrecked bike. Kinner was well-familiar with motorbikes, but not one like this, and he's both interested in the trashed bike and the people he guesses are its owners. "But there are some folks I used to know who might have a more interesting answer to that question. I've got regrets, though, that's for sure."

Kinner chuckles, stepping back. "But I'm getting ahead of myself. My name's Joseph Kinner. I don't think we've met before. It's an honor." The little cook bows his head slightly. He knows what an android is now, thanks to Connor. "I'd help you fix it, but I'm no good with machines and, frankly, I think that bike's done. Shame. It looks like a nice model. Not one I'm familiar with - I used to have a Triumph back in the day."