002 || hats hats hats and not a one to wear.

[If strange things appear to you during the night, common sense would tell you to steer away from it. Leave it be, and not wonder how or why it got there. You would go about your day, thinking about it, and it would otherwise be left alone.

Not Zack.

As it is, the SOLDIER comes right onto view, holding one hand to a rather... qwirky hat, grinning the entire time. He's not bothered by this one bit.]

Hey, whoever left this here? Thanks! I've always wanted one of these.

[He tips the hat once, giving the feed a wink and--

Wait. Why did he just do that?

Ah well. Probably still a little loopy from the other day.]

Don't have much to give in return, but I'll work on it.