[The door's already opening midway through Ford's knock, as Mike's on his way out. He doesn't see much point in staying cooped up in his room for too long, and is pretty much constantly wandering. He blinks, wide eyed, surprised to see Ford standing there. His hand unconsciously moves to throw him his normal, casual salute.]
--yo! Thanks for the grub this morning. Is every okay?
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--yo! Thanks for the grub this morning. Is every okay?