It's late by the time he drags himself back to the academic building and into the rooms they've slowly cleaned out. Even if it still needs some work, it's closer to a home than anything either of them have had in a long time, and he feels as if he's growing comfortable there. Maybe too much, dropping the bag he carries by the door and gently resting his gun on the table. He'd gone to the dorms heading back from the docks, drenched in rain and sweat and too much else to get off with a quick rubdown. It had given him time to think about all the things that had happened, what he should do about it.
Regardless of anything else, he had to discuss them with Dean. The others were back now, not having been particularly missed in the first place, and everything seemed far more complicated than last time.
He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face and idly scratching at the side of his jaw as he looks around. Still damp from the shower, the added bit of rain as he'd crossed the campus didn't help cool him down. It's hotter than he remembers the summers at camp being, and it's only something else to add to the list of what he has to adjust to by being here. Hands through his hair, he moves into one of the smaller rooms where Dean is and heads straight for where they keep their extra clothes. ]
Something happened today. [ Is all he offers in way of greeting, words muffled when he pulls himself out of his shirt and changes into a thinner one. ]
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It's late by the time he drags himself back to the academic building and into the rooms they've slowly cleaned out. Even if it still needs some work, it's closer to a home than anything either of them have had in a long time, and he feels as if he's growing comfortable there. Maybe too much, dropping the bag he carries by the door and gently resting his gun on the table. He'd gone to the dorms heading back from the docks, drenched in rain and sweat and too much else to get off with a quick rubdown. It had given him time to think about all the things that had happened, what he should do about it.
Regardless of anything else, he had to discuss them with Dean. The others were back now, not having been particularly missed in the first place, and everything seemed far more complicated than last time.
He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face and idly scratching at the side of his jaw as he looks around. Still damp from the shower, the added bit of rain as he'd crossed the campus didn't help cool him down. It's hotter than he remembers the summers at camp being, and it's only something else to add to the list of what he has to adjust to by being here. Hands through his hair, he moves into one of the smaller rooms where Dean is and heads straight for where they keep their extra clothes. ]
Something happened today. [ Is all he offers in way of greeting, words muffled when he pulls himself out of his shirt and changes into a thinner one. ]