He's tired for a multitude of reasons, but the ship behaving oddly is just sort of the icing on the cake in this situation. He's shuffling along the hallway in black sweatpants and a panda t-shirt in search of something to eat when the muffled sound catches his attention. Someone banging on a door. Someone-- stuck? He sighs and backs up a few steps, squints at it then hesitantly places a hand on the door. Open, he thinks, then jerks his hand back as it obeys and he meets the eyes of the person behind it.
Then immediately realises how ruffled and weird he looks. His skin is covered in pale splotches where it's visible, healing from the dragon fight, and his t-shirt has never seen an iron. Not to mention his hair just refuses to be tamed.
He lowers his hand awkwardly, offers her a smile before realising -- she's in... a closet?
"Hi," he manages. Then -- "If this is some kind of metaphor I think you've taken it a little too far."
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He's tired for a multitude of reasons, but the ship behaving oddly is just sort of the icing on the cake in this situation. He's shuffling along the hallway in black sweatpants and a panda t-shirt in search of something to eat when the muffled sound catches his attention. Someone banging on a door. Someone-- stuck? He sighs and backs up a few steps, squints at it then hesitantly places a hand on the door. Open, he thinks, then jerks his hand back as it obeys and he meets the eyes of the person behind it.
Then immediately realises how ruffled and weird he looks. His skin is covered in pale splotches where it's visible, healing from the dragon fight, and his t-shirt has never seen an iron. Not to mention his hair just refuses to be tamed.
He lowers his hand awkwardly, offers her a smile before realising -- she's in... a closet?
"Hi," he manages. Then -- "If this is some kind of metaphor I think you've taken it a little too far."