"My mom's a psychologist. My...real mom. (Complicated). Back home. Kinda rubbed off on me a bit I guess?" He shrugged dismissively. He tried. But he also held everyone hostage for a month, so...eh.
"...Could use a coat of paint," he teased with a glance around, but nodded, "Fits the criteria. Guess I know where to look for you. For a while at least."
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"...Could use a coat of paint," he teased with a glance around, but nodded, "Fits the criteria. Guess I know where to look for you. For a while at least."