[True to his word, it's not the worst room he's seen, in terms of personalization. This made sense in a way that wasn't immediately depressing as hell, too, so that's a bonus. Kano's room had appeared unlived in, anything unusual tucked away in secret compartments he'd created through the years or shoved into the closet.
Maverick wanders over to the desk, absently shrugging off his coat in an effort to assert himself into the space and follow Rover's invitation. A coat hung on the back of a chair normalizes the room more.]
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Maverick wanders over to the desk, absently shrugging off his coat in an effort to assert himself into the space and follow Rover's invitation. A coat hung on the back of a chair normalizes the room more.]
Sooo... Charging station, or...?