[He can smell her fear and he frowns, an expression that deepens as she stutters. Well, shit. He can only guess that he can pick out what he is as surely as he can tell it about her.
His hands come out of his pockets, held up, open-palmed.]
Look, it's fine. Leave if I make you uncomfortable. You didn't know.
[He shrugs his shoulders, turning to head back to his room. His life these days is just fucked.]
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His hands come out of his pockets, held up, open-palmed.]
Look, it's fine. Leave if I make you uncomfortable. You didn't know.
[He shrugs his shoulders, turning to head back to his room. His life these days is just fucked.]