"Oooohhhhh boy. You're Future Sollux." He slid to a stop a safe distance away. He was perfectly aware of what present Sollux was capable of, and judging by the light show going on right now he wasn't too keen to wind up on the bad side of this one.

Longclaw had given him a really quick summary of things, but Metabee wasn't sure what to make of his claim that Sollux being some sort of terrorist. Afterall, last time he'd seen the guy he'd been too skittish to leave the building most of the time, let alone lead a group of anarchists.

"So, uh. What're ya doing here?"