[He sighs, pushing up off the ground and swatting at Oren's hands.]
Don't touch it. And—[He pauses. Takes a moment to wet his lips, glancing downwards.] And don't speak so foolishly. My room is nearby. I've got a medical kit there. It'll be cheaper than scouting a clinic. Come.
[Taking him by the elbow, he leads him on, escorting him through streets and alleys until finally he ends up at a humble building wedged between two neon signs. Goading him indoors, he'll lead him to the fourth floor by stair (elevators unnerved him) and down the hallway to the last room on the right. There's a single window inside, looking out over a couple of dumpsters and a broken fire escape. But at least there's no neon signs. Mattias seems to have made himself at home here, with everything tucked away save for a few scraps of parchment and a waiter's uniform hung and pressed on the closet door.
He guides Oren in and gestures to the single chair at the far end of the room before sliding into the bathroom and washing his hands.]
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Date: 2015-05-07 03:18 am (UTC)Don't touch it. And—[He pauses. Takes a moment to wet his lips, glancing downwards.] And don't speak so foolishly. My room is nearby. I've got a medical kit there. It'll be cheaper than scouting a clinic. Come.
[Taking him by the elbow, he leads him on, escorting him through streets and alleys until finally he ends up at a humble building wedged between two neon signs. Goading him indoors, he'll lead him to the fourth floor by stair (elevators unnerved him) and down the hallway to the last room on the right. There's a single window inside, looking out over a couple of dumpsters and a broken fire escape. But at least there's no neon signs. Mattias seems to have made himself at home here, with everything tucked away save for a few scraps of parchment and a waiter's uniform hung and pressed on the closet door.
He guides Oren in and gestures to the single chair at the far end of the room before sliding into the bathroom and washing his hands.]