[bites back a derogatory comment about the kind of people Winner thinks are trustworthy, just nods as the boy leaves. he folds his arms across his chest and starts to take in his surroundings, but the boy doesn't give him much time to absorb it all. he returns only a few seconds later, mercifully clothed.]

[cocks his head at all the information he's suddenly fed. he doesn't recognize any of it, but he remembers enough from previous conversations (namely that the boy is or was a soldier) to make some sense of it, except for...] Gundam? I don't believe your predecessor ever mentioned the term.