Bruce had had a nice little snack, but he was getting restless again. Nothing was happening. It would be nice to get to know his team, but those that weren't already petting a dog or having a physical crisis had left in a standoffish huff. 

He heard someone talking to that floating AI thing, asking about a guided tour. That could be just the ticket. He dashed over in a desynced blur and stood next to scrawny Russian kid. "Hey!" he gave the kid a playful tap in the arm, "Tour sounds awesome, mind if I tag along?" He spoke a little faster than necessary, as he still hadn't gotten the hang of keeping his own time field in sync. "Do you guys have a garage? Or a sport field? Or a running track?"