It's easier to hear Dualscar approach than see him. That armor of his, the swish of his cape... Yeah. Quietly shutting his book, the Psiioniic looks up at him and does his best to smile. It's small, but it's there, and it's honest.

"Hey." Looking him over, he twists in his place to look at him better.

"Tho you're not hurting too bad?"