[The Ingress Complex is usually busy; it's something he's grown accustomed to and were it not, he'd be more than a little confused. Everybody has to come through in their travels, so it shouldn't ever not be bustling with activity.
Nobody that he's expecting to know, however.
Kurt adjusts the messenger bag at his side, securing the strap more in place on his shoulder and continuing his brisk walk down the hall. He's more than willing to let the stranger slip past him, but the way he speaks, the tone and altogether familiarity of the voice are what make him pause mid-step, turn to look over his shoulder at the retreating man.
No, there was no way that had been Logan. He knows of the face-twin situation on Thisavrou, considering he'd experienced it on his first day of joining up with the Moirans, but something seems different, almost too recognizable to simply brush aside as coincidence.
He pivots on the ball of his foot, reaching a hand out toward the unknown person, though not enough to actually make a grab for him.] Do you need help finding something?
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Nobody that he's expecting to know, however.
Kurt adjusts the messenger bag at his side, securing the strap more in place on his shoulder and continuing his brisk walk down the hall. He's more than willing to let the stranger slip past him, but the way he speaks, the tone and altogether familiarity of the voice are what make him pause mid-step, turn to look over his shoulder at the retreating man.
No, there was no way that had been Logan. He knows of the face-twin situation on Thisavrou, considering he'd experienced it on his first day of joining up with the Moirans, but something seems different, almost too recognizable to simply brush aside as coincidence.
He pivots on the ball of his foot, reaching a hand out toward the unknown person, though not enough to actually make a grab for him.] Do you need help finding something?