[His hair had grown out a little over the years, still a wild and tangled mess that he rarely combed, but reaching Gamzee-levels of length and insanity on some days (until someone convinced him to get a haircut). One of his eyebrows rose slowly and obscured itself beneath his tangled shock of bangs, and he rolled his eyes just slightly, stepping back from the door to wordlessly invite the oliveblood inside.]
Well given I've not heard anyone shrieking about admittance to the Infirmary, I guess I'm just gonna have to take your word for that. [A very slight grin, and his voice drops.] I'm glad you're all right.
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Date: 2013-03-09 01:26 am (UTC)Well given I've not heard anyone shrieking about admittance to the Infirmary, I guess I'm just gonna have to take your word for that. [A very slight grin, and his voice drops.] I'm glad you're all right.