Kendall

Evan looks down at you and point at Kendall.

Kendall and you share a smile. He is, after all, your best pal onboard.

After the meeting, the two of you go to do your tasks for the day. You've been sent down into the server room. So you'll be alone in a loud room all day. You've been there many times before, its all standard.

You and Kendall work well together and the work flow is efficient and you manage to be quite productive.

"What are you gonna do when we get home? First thing?" Kendall asks you, wench in hand, head inside a machine.

You think it over. "I'll take a nice long bath and enjoy the water falling down on me through real gravity."

"Good one. I'm gonna throw a nice long family dinner. I'll get my uncles to cook something delicious for us."

"You don't cook yourself?" You ask.

"Nah. My uncles are much better. That and its tradition. What about you, Derrick, got anyone waiting on you back home?"

This is not information you're allowed to say to each other. It is forbidden to give any indication of your real identity, otherwise it defeats the purpose of the wristwatches and the policy. "No. Not really. Not at the moment. My family. But, well, we live far away from each other."

"I see."

And then silence. You and Kendall have gotten to know each other to such a degree, that there doesn't need to be constant talking and an awkward moment of silence is never awkward around Kendall. "I'm going to miss you guys, actually." You only had four months left of your shift together. Then that was it! You weren't allowed to know anything about each other so the chances of meeting up afterwards was minimal.

Kendall pulled himself out to look at you. "You know, if you want to, you could get my number. For afterwards."

You start. "But, Kendall, that's prohibited."

"So is stealing cakes from the kitchen, but that didn't stop us. My point is, between you and me, right here and, if I happened to slip you my number, who's gonna know?"

You stare at Kendall. Kendall's never been one to break the rules often, but he did once explain to you he mostly only follows the ones that he can see some sense in.

"Alright," Kendall sat up and leaned in, "How about this. Let's begin by stating our genders? So, which are you, Derrick, beneath the effects of the wristwatch?