Someone did come along to ask him something, but it wasn't quite what he had been expecting.

"When did the cat drag you here?"

Soft Ghost grinned at the sight of Malms and crouched to be on an eye level with him. Her knees cracked ominously and she winced, but soon she was grinning again at the sight of the tactical nuke in lalafel form.

"Hope you're staying out of trouble."