Ah. All right, then. [ Rex stays where he is, though his awkwardness doesn't abate - then again, it seems to be a greater part of him than it had seemed back when he had a mask to cover all that nonsense up. He accepts the caf gratefully, wrapping his hands around it while he listens. ]

I'd like that. Thank you. Whatever call you make on this front, I'm willing to follow.

[ It seems like the least he can do, after all that's happened. ]

As long as it makes it to someone, the knowledge will live on. It always does.