Scar was about to doze off where he sat. Between sitting in the Sun Room all through last shift and the hot, damp air of the greenhouse, his head and limbs felt heavy and his eyes drooped a bit. Despite his drowsiness, Scar still refused to just let his bad mood go. He was still brooding about that man from earlier when someone else greeted him, taking a seat next to him.

The Ishbalan glanced over at his current company briefly, intending to mumble some sort of greeting before returning to his moping. But the other man's, or more specifically, other boy's appearance startled him. He was only a child! What was a kid doing here? If this place was anything like how Lust or Renji had described it, it wasn't a place for a kid! And the boy had a... slightly soft air about him. Sure, everyone seemed soft when placed next to Scar. But still, he could only be a year or two older than the Elric boys. But like the Elrics, first impressions could be deceiving, he supposed.

Scar took a double take, and a more socially conscious man would have noticed that he was being a little awkward. Though he did realize that he should probably respond.

"Yeah, I just got here this morning."

At least he had something else to direct his frustration at besides the redhead from the Sun Room. What were these people doing? Bringing kids into this hell hole...