Emryc
Tooth & Nail
The fact that the woman saw this as a reward gave him a moment of confusion if only because it wasn't at all what he intended. The stormy blue of his eyes settled on her like a distant hurricane of internal thought, but his jaw remained set for several very long, drawn out seconds. At the end of which he looked away and strode into the living space, "It's not a reward. Clearly things are not progressing as planned," he neglected the itch to pull out a cigarette and strike up - namely because they were in his overcoat, which he wasn't wearing at the moment. The itch was still prevalent.
"I am not a purveyor of insanity. Something had to change and this was the first option."
He stepped into the space between the living area and the kitchen, turning smoothly on his heel and giving the space a cursory glance, "It has been modified for your particular needs of access, but if anything was missed, let your attendant know."
AKA it was handicap accessible and compliant.
"I am not a purveyor of insanity. Something had to change and this was the first option."
He stepped into the space between the living area and the kitchen, turning smoothly on his heel and giving the space a cursory glance, "It has been modified for your particular needs of access, but if anything was missed, let your attendant know."
AKA it was handicap accessible and compliant.