[Tig roams the halls most days. Not even for any particular reason, although he's got his maintenance shifts that keep him reasonably busy. Mostly it's for something to do. Isle hands, and all that shit, and even though it's been a few weeks since talking to Dawn the subconscious urge towards self-destruction lingers. Knowing it's stupid does little to curb it. But the guy is just standing there, LOOKING like he's up to no good, and it's not like he doesn't know who he is. The guy Allison went to go help, the guy who ended up in zero for causing trouble. Dangerous men have never scared Tig, not for a long time anyway, and dangerous men who threaten to screw with his people, in his world, are not to be ignored.

So he approaches, all casual angles and rough appearance.]

Jerry, right?