[He is following behind Michael, hands in his pockets.
Something he wondered about, being that Michael got here around the same time he did. He's not sure if that would make a difference in this place, and he didn't really know if he should bother asking, but he wanted to know.
How to put it in a way that doesn't make his loneliness obvious...]
Hey, Asshole. Do you know how the world shit works here?