"Sure." Ash repeats, sounding very amused as he yet again bumps his shoulder up against the others. College or high school, either one made K very young compared to his near ninety years.

He can't help but to grin at that. Cars. Yeah, he's a car guy. His grandfather invented the steam engine and coined the term horsepower. Not that he could say that just yet without revealing everything about himself. "Talk to me about cars. Talk my ear off."

Ash looks down at himself then back at Kavinsky. He's smirking and licks his lips. "Going to take a bite out of me, sweetheart?"

Outside he heads in the direction of a park he saw. Not the cemetery. He would agree that they are usually peaceful places. Calm. This one felt like something else. "Just walking past it felt...wrong. Like something was waiting."