The abrupt sound of his name nearly had him jumping where he stood. Which would have no doubt landed him lying naked on the ground with a cracked skull, and the most undignified death to ever occur in Landel's Institute.

Fortunately for him, the thick German accent assured him that the newcomer was a friendly face. Peter actually grinned as he turned his head to catch Kurt. "Kurt! Geez, it's been ages, man. I was starting to get worried."

The crack about the collar was a bit befuddling. Could have been a reference to the sling Peter had been toting until now - the last time he'd seen Kurt was the day after he'd gotten shanked. "Chyeah, some morning. Guess they're not bothering with pretenses anymore. Pretty sure that's got doomidy doomy doom spelled all over it." He waved the matter off, for once not caring that they were both in a distinct state of undress. "What have you been up to? I left a note for you yesterday and you never replied."