[ If his eyebrows quirk beneath his hood, it's not caught, black fabric still keeping his features entirely obscured, but he didn't voice his surprise at Nelson's drinking. If anything, he'd noticed it, but hadn't said anything. If it was a problem, he'd mention it, before then, he wouldn't bother.
Instead, he leans, only slightly, toward Nelson. ]
This mood. [ He didn't feel the need to describe it. Being around it was starting to try his patience, which barely walked the razor's edge already. He plants an arm over the back of the couch. ]
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Instead, he leans, only slightly, toward Nelson. ]
This mood. [ He didn't feel the need to describe it. Being around it was starting to try his patience, which barely walked the razor's edge already. He plants an arm over the back of the couch. ]
I'm sure you noticed.