[Well, at least he doesn't have to count "seeing things" among his new and distressing problems—as far as he can tell, at the moment. And if she is real, that means she's technically trespassing in what's left of his home, and he can't say he's fond of it. Why tell him to be silent, as if announcing her presence would be out of line somehow?
His frown only deepens, though he's too tired to display any real, true anger, even if he could muster feeling it. There's no recognition in his gaze, at least for now.
He's got questions, but to go into detail would take far too much of his energy when that wouldn't be in service of his goal here. ... unless it is, which isn't a thought he wants to entertain. So he supposes he has to start somewhere—it's not like he can afford to lose any leads he might get, however unlikely.]
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His frown only deepens, though he's too tired to display any real, true anger, even if he could muster feeling it. There's no recognition in his gaze, at least for now.
He's got questions, but to go into detail would take far too much of his energy when that wouldn't be in service of his goal here. ... unless it is, which isn't a thought he wants to entertain. So he supposes he has to start somewhere—it's not like he can afford to lose any leads he might get, however unlikely.]
What?