Mason glanced up to see a young man sitting on the opposite side of the table from him. He chuckled to himself, the man in front of him barely more than a kid; one that Mason didn't really think belonged her. Despite his youth, Anders was dangerous and Mason knew it, having found him out when they were in the Task Force together. Mason had seen the kid had potential and did his best to bring it out in him, and now he was here, ironic really.
'I'm just here on a 'social' visit, now really for an extended stay. I just needed a place where everyone didn't look at me funny. My Guardian's in the Hangar and I actually do plan to take it back where it's supposed to be. I'm being rude though, how ya been, kid?'
Mason tried to sound as casual as possible, placing his flask on the table in front of him.