[At first, Thomas merely stares at Barry as a veritable torrent of information comes tumbling out of his mouth. It's just his luck to have run into a chatty fellow, isn't it? Still, he's not complaining; he's glad to make the acquaintance of imPorts, and glad to make it quickly. They will come to need each other in the next little while, he thinks, however long that while may be.]

Easy there, fella, [he says, raising a brow at him.] One thing at a time, I think. [Thomas pauses, pursing his lips thoughtfully. He seems to be Barry's antithesis in every way; each word is slow, deliberate, and he speaks as if he's got all the time in the world, as if he and Barry are already well acquainted with each other.]

Yes, I have seen that they're giving away free milkshakes, and yes, it absolutely could be worse. [Thomas flashes a smile at him.] We are whole and...

[He eyes the man opposite of him, a little wonderingly.] And reasonably healthy, I should think. Those are already two points in our favour, hm?