[...well. That's certainly not all right in any sense of the term; he steps back warily at the vehicle approaches, though he doesn't move to get out of the way fully - for some reason it simply doesn't occur to him to; he eyes the thing warily, trying to focus on either the scooter or the girl when she addresses him, and not the freak of nature somewhere between the two.
Her words are also striking him as very Not Okay, however.]
Major - Major Kimblee. [The correction leaves him quickly; that isn't the worst of it by a long shot, but it is the most easily-processed.] Might I ask how you know me? I don't believe we've met.
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Her words are also striking him as very Not Okay, however.]
Major - Major Kimblee. [The correction leaves him quickly; that isn't the worst of it by a long shot, but it is the most easily-processed.] Might I ask how you know me? I don't believe we've met.