[ Dimitri may not understand things like "integrated security network of chained CCTV cameras" or "poppers," but being from ye olden days doesn't stop him from realizing some of the simpler facts of life: Rex rambles. Plenty of his chatter is insults, all of which earn a dour look this time, but at least he's able to fill the gaps in his own, modern-day knowledge.

Also, they're in the bathroom now. It's pretty gross. Men are gross.

Exasperated: ]

Another comment on my hair, and you will have earned yourself a hit upside the head. Criminal offense or no.

[ It's not one, for the record. But he hasn't been so casually handled in a long time, a little stiff as he's pushed along; it takes some getting used to how physical some of the people on the train are. Still, it's almost preferable to always being kept at an arm's width, up on some untouchable pedestal. He doesn't mind letting Rex take lead on this either, since he clearly has a better idea of what's going on. ]

In any case, I will follow your lead. Can you do something about the cameras...?

[ At least they've had phones long enough to understand recording devices. ]