Roland catches Ken's slip of tongue, his brow slightly raised in question, but opts to let it pass. Looks like his new roommate's got a bit of spunk to him. And unless Ken was just like Roland - with his youthful looks merely superficial - he didn't seem that much older than his son back home...

"Right." He says, simply and to the point. "Well, there's an ICP in here if you want to look around some. You'll find the roster of passengers, where their cabins are, and how many points you've got. Those are replenished every time we stop at platforms."

He sits himself down against the edge of his bed, arms automatically crossing over his chest. "The train's gotten...significantly longer since the last couple of stops, so it'll be good to tour it once you're settled. Got any particular interests?"