Kavinsky drops his arms, still grinning like a fucking fiend. He hadn't seen the boy since the train, since they all disembarked, but if he had the line it meant he has to go down below, right?

Maybe Parrish doesn't want to play, that's fine with him. Search and destroy might be better than a game of chicken, anyway.

"Later, Parrish."

You can get whatever you want.

And he sure intends to try.