Wayne offers a hand to help him to his feet. "Hey man, we don't mind letting someone crash on the couch for a while. Dedusmuln- y'know, that big fancy lecturer up at the college in New Muldul? They were doing the same thing for a while after the 'xylem."

He leads the way back toward the main structure of the house, giving casual directions here and there, from the path down to the beach to where the custodians were watching several of the smaller larvae, up to the training field where Watson would see about a dozen more people that look much like Wayne doing practice drills or other exercises. The caves are also pointed out, with voices coming from deeper down in where construction was being done.

The house proper is actually quite nice, if a bit cluttered as stray furniture hasn't quite been arranged yet, another few Waynes hanging out to watch TV perched on and around a sofa. They talk amongst themselves, paying Wayne and the new person following him no mind.

"You need anything at all, you talk to me, or Decres. We can make sure you're good for the stay here, and get you to the warp pool when you need to head out. What do we call you, anyway?" He's sort of taking it for granted that the guy knows he's a Wayne.