Simon stood up as well, fiddling with the small pack of smokes he had managed to steal from Fanya's supplies, and walked towards the door. Quite a long day. He was gonna relax, have some more wine, and ... well, the rest of the stuff he did.<br/><br/>He looked over at the dude, hence known as The Dude in Question, and the field medic talking to each other, raising an eyebrow at her latest question, and walked out into the hall behind Becca.<br/><br/>"You get used to it eventually, y'know. I don't even see the breasts anymore, I just see red paint, brown paint, blonde paint" he said, looking over at Becca.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>