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Things were...confusing for Kevin. At best. His thoughts were jumbled, and most of the time he wasn't sure which were really his, or which were forced on him via the inhibitors Strexcorp had so nicely forced upon him. They were failing, and in need of maintenance, but with no other agents around or a yellow helicopter in the sky...well, Kevin was left to wander on his own.

Which was dangerous, really.

At some points he found himself shouting at everyone to stay away from Strexcorp.
At others he wondered why he'd ever do that...Strexcorp wasn't so bad, was it?
....Was it???

Kevin wandered his way into the Dennys, looking quite....lost. There was a bit of yellow flicking around in the darkness of his eyes, and he had the sense enough to bandage up the hole in his head. Sure, the giant bandage earned him some strange looks...but not nearly as many as he'd likely have if he had left it uncovered. Kevin wasn't sure just -what- it was...he still had flashes of images from his third eye....but just -why- there was a giant hole in his head? ....He had no idea.

It was creepy.

He was about to be seated when he caught sight of someone he thought he knew. A grin crossed his muzzle and he crept over closer. Thoughts on this individual were mixed as well, but most of them seemed...happy, and Kevin could do with some happiness right about now.

It was only after he slid into the seat across from the individual and opened his mouth to give a very pleasant "Hello Di--" that he realized this wasn't who he -thought- it was. Kevin shut his mouth again and just sort of stared meekly over at the other.

Well, the Not-Diego didn't tell him to go away...he motioned him closer even! This was...something, and the confused individual looked slightly relieved as he did just what he was beckoned to do.

"I am truly sorry to intrude...you just look so much like someone I know, I thought maybe you were him but...clearly you are not."

Despite how lost and confused he looked, Kevin had a rather cheerful voice! He kept glancing to the side, wondering how long it'd be before someone got freaked out by his appearance.

Hey, at least he had washed the blood off...mostly.

"I....cannot say if I am sure or not. Oh, I know that must sound so silly! Surely someone should be sure if they are looking for another someone or not, yes? But while I am certain there is a part of me that desperately wants to find this individual so he can set my entire world back on track....there's another part screaming at me that he's the reason everything is wrong in the first place..."

Kevin took the menu, looking through it for something to catch his interest. Maybe he just needed to eat and distract himself from things for a bit? Maybe -then- everything would sort itself out?

Likely not.

"Have...you ever heard of a place, or a thing called Strexcorp? My thoughts keep drifting back to that name...but though at times I feel as though it's nothing but a malevolent force, at other times I feel like I deeply care for it. It's all quite confusing."

Kevin looked uncomfortable as the words abusive and addictive came up. Yes...that...that was it, wasn't it? Though he wasn't sure if it was that way with Diego himself...but the Strexcorp thing. Abusive and addictive seemed like the right words to describe that. ...Whatever that was.

It was only when the waitress came over that he was shaken from his thoughts. He quickly gave the girl his order, a similar request for coffee, before turning back to Carlos.

"My name? Oh...I didn't introduce myself! That was rude of me...my name is Kevin! I am sorry I troubled you with my thoughts before even properly introducing myself er....ah...well apparently I didn't get yours either."

There was a bit of a pause.

"I think though, that I am in trouble...or at least, all of you will be, once this Strexcorp makes it's way here..."

For a moment Kevin had a distant look on his face, like he was trying to recall a memory and having trouble doing so. When he finally -did- speak again, the brightness of his eyes had dimmed just a bit, and though he still sounded chipper the speech sounded....rehearsed?

"Got something to say? Need to say it? Unfulfilled? Never made sense of what you are, who you were, who you will be?
Unfulfilled?
Do you forget sometimes about your own skin, your own hair, or other people’s hair and skin? Can you make more hair, more skin? Do you need more hair and/or skin?
Unfulfilled?
Are you satisfied with it all? Do you see it all? What room are you in? What room do you want to be in? How big is your room?
Unfulfilled?
Have you ever said a thing inside your brain, and then sent it to your hand to move a pencil to write it into symbols onto a paper, which used to be a tree, and then used your eyes to translate those symbols back into the thing you just said inches away in your brain, and then re-said it with your mouth into an ear? Whose ear was it?
Unfulfilled?
Ever eaten things that made you think differently? Breathed things?
Unfulfilled?
Feel things? Felt things?
We are you. StrexCorp."

That...weirdness finished, Kevin shook it off and the brightness returned. He couldn't flat out tell Carlos why he thought everyone was in danger, something was stopping him from doing so. But he hoped that in that very radio commercial-esque speech the warning would show through.

Kevin sat silent for a long moment, busy trying to fix his coffee and appear...normal. The speech had jarred him as well, and he was trying (rather unsuccessfully) to sort out his own thoughts on it.

"I...can't stop myself. I just launch into that sort of speech sometimes. I am not entirely sure why... I worry about them though, suresome of the words sound great. Friendly, even! But that whole 'we are you' bit is just...foreboding. It's not a warm happy feeling at all."

Kevin looked....uneasy at the mention of tests. It wasn't that he didn't trust the other! Or...maybe he didn't. Deep down Kevin knew that Carlos was just trying to help him. But with how messed up his memory was, a lot of things were simply -scary-.

Still....

"I...s-suppose if you think it will help. You do think it will help, right? And these tests. They don't include being lightly beaten and dropped off at some new place of work. Right?"