Anton settled on the floor and took off his jacket and shirt so as not to get any dye on them. He had a rather nasty looking scar himself, from the prison appendectomy, but he didn't feel self-conscious about it.
"Oh, that would be fun," Anton said, smiling. "Yes, we should all go on a road trip. I can pack us some lunch, and we'll watch things explode and eat and so forth."