"Well. Tell him, happy Christmas or whathaveyou. If he needs me I ain't hard t'find."

Quiet as his expressions are he looks glad when Kyle takes him up on that one. "Lemme know which brother you think you are. And which one you think Quentin is," he says.

"Hm," he nods. His lips twisting thoughtfully. "Think that happen when they make a person with a purpose already in mind," he says.