They end up in the bathroom, and Royce sort of just... loses confidence. He's not exactly shy, it's just that he doesn't know what she wants. Doesn't know what he wants, or how to start unraveling. He lets go of her hand, and catches sight of himself in the mirror. There's a pause, as he just looks.
He really is covered in blood. That never bothered him before, but... he knows who it belongs to. He gets caught here, staring at his ratty hair and bloodstained blue sweater. Never really took the time to look at himself before coming here. ]
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They end up in the bathroom, and Royce sort of just... loses confidence. He's not exactly shy, it's just that he doesn't know what she wants. Doesn't know what he wants, or how to start unraveling. He lets go of her hand, and catches sight of himself in the mirror. There's a pause, as he just looks.
He really is covered in blood. That never bothered him before, but... he knows who it belongs to. He gets caught here, staring at his ratty hair and bloodstained blue sweater. Never really took the time to look at himself before coming here. ]