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Sure, hold on.

[As he digs in the pocket of his pants -- plain old blue exercise pants this time. You're lucky, Kaneda.]

[He'll thank the fish later, softly taking the comm in his hands and (temporarily) switching the search language to Japanese as he types, at a much faster and more proficient rate than he did before. From there he goes to Google Earth, and then quickly types in Nonah, North Carolina, switching it back to English after that and placing it in Bull's large palm.]

Take a look.

[Bull scowls for a few moments, staring at the comm in his hands. And then his expression brightens. He's busily tapping away at it, grinning with entirely too many teeth showing.]

Holy shit!

There's us!

[It's a bit of an old picture, taken maybe a few weeks ago with Bull outside and Kaneda pulling what looks to be an orange vespa into the backyard, but it's certainly them, as Kaneda peeks over to get a good look.]

Heeeeeyyy whattya know, it IS us.

Look at that!

How the hell did they get that...?

[As he looks up, just in case there's a sky camera or some shit up there.]

What'd I tell ya....always takin' pics!

[As he gives Bull a little playful elbow.]

[He elbows back out of sheer reflex, before he glances up to the sky.]

[And.]

[Fucking flexes.]

Itai itai itai...

[You're so lame, Bull!]

That's so painful!

Hey, art is suffering, kid.

C'mon. I'm going to be the only one in the picture here.

[At that, he just slumps on the fence in the backyard, back against it as he tilts his head to the side, cheek facing up towards the sky.]

Gotta make sure it captures my best side, you know?

You have a good side?

[He says, with one of those lopsided grins that says "I know I'm being an asshole and I accept the consequences."]

All of em, but I can only show one side at a time.

Or everyone would go blind from how hot I am.

[He pauses, and then reaches over to cover Kaneda's face with an entire palm.]

Huh. Feels sort of clammy to me.

[Have you ever seen a teen boy go from suave to 'total shitface' in one second, cause that's what's happening with Kaneda right now, hands flailing to try and do....SOMETHING to Bull. He's not sure what. He'll decide when it happens.]

Oi, oi! You ever WASH those things?!

Every day.

[But he's going to keep his hand over the kid's face. Until Kaneda manages to do something, that is.]

Ugh, then it must be just YOU that smells!

[This will definitely be an ongoing struggle as those arms work to move that tree trunk of a forearm Bull's sporting.

But hey, it's playful, like a tiny lion cub gnawing at the dad's ear.]

That's funny. I thought it was your soap I stole this morning.

[And he'll play around right back. Teasing.]

[It's sort of nice just to screw around without the threat of apocalypse everywhere. Thanks Swear-Ins.]

Ugh! Then you can KEEP IT!

[He's got his arms around that tree trunk of a limb now, attempting to overthrow him. And as much muscle as Kaneda got in the past year...he's still nowhere near enough to budge this guy.]

Dumb...cow!

You sure? You think strawberry is really my kinda smell?

[If Kaneda has his arms around Bull's wrist or something, he'll lift his arm up. And down. And up again.]