Wednesday, 8 PM

[ These weeks -- or rather months -- have been an entirely new experience for him in some ways, and in others, not so much. Yet, here he is finally finding himself deciding to perhaps speak a little with one of the few he's made... bonds with. Or trying to.

He's working on the awkward social thing, still.

He hesitates and then knocks on the door gently, and asks: ]

Poland? Are you present?