[Kiosk]
[ He leans over the kiosk with a carefully concealed curiosity, and yes, his fingers do dare to brush the immaculate machinery as he makes his address. Artificial intelligence in his world was lacking, to say the least, and he'd be bereft in several areas if he didn't make this sort of investigation. He's calculated for hostility and will remove his hands should the need arise, but he dares to be bold. He always has. ]