It is such a small thing but it feels like a major triumph for him. He's rarely had moments where contact were out of kindness, or with a tenderness, that didn't involve those he was close to. The kind that comes with a fight and punches thrown is something else entirely.

Even as she withdraws her hand, he gives a nod that is as much for himself as for her. It softens his expression as well. "I think you'll pick it up well if you keep practicing," he says, again a kindness to his words he's not used to but like so much, it's trying things out and seeing what comes of them.

"I will tell him that, and I appreciate your help."

If he's finally going to act instead of moping without actual moping, having introductions and names to start with is a good thing. Though that questions gives him pause as does so many talks about their lives before and what they've lost here. For most its people. Not so much for Kaz.

"Some of what I did before doesn't feel right here. Starting over again though without the same reputation I've had though has been interesting."

Harder. He knows he means harder but he's not admitting that. Especially when those you care about remind you that you can be anyone else, and you're not sure you want to be.

"I never thought about starting over without everything but then I suppose most haven't."