Stephen was still left mildly in awe that he was sleeping in the same room as his Hollywood idol, drinking coal from her hand, and wasn't able to fire the neurons in his brain enough to say 'Thank you.' The back and forth between the previously unseen third bunk mate, Nicole, and Powers didn't bother him that much either, until the possibility of broken Striker units was raised.

"Broken? They broke my Striker? Oh no! Nononononono!"