[ It's under his flannel shirt, actually, that he stripped off before she came. And he does see it light up under there with a buzz. He glances at it, then at Karen, and there's a sense of knowing as he pops the toothpick back in his mouth. He isn't sure if it's right to say he didn't expect that. He didn't not expect it, either.
Suppose it's not anything to think that deep about. (Later, he'll look at her little message a couple of times.)
He works a bit thoughtlessly, going through the motions. It's quiet. Peaceful. Yeah, this dimension's got some shit going on, but compared to the chaos of where he was? This is...it's good. He's got a moment to breathe. ]
Took some graveyard shifts. [ That's not the real answer, but it's not a lie. ] Plus, late night infomercials aren't so bad.
[ A joke, 'cause he hasn't switched on the TV that much, isn't sure what's being shown day to day. He's mostly been taking walks, riding around the city, reading. Sometimes he sits with Charles, who's up at odd hours, too. Big city, lots of thoughts. He's not sure when it'll get better for him, but he's thinking...it will. It's gotta, right? The Professor's rusty, that's all. Some part of him knows he needs to be patient about it, and yeah, Charles is already miles ahead of where he was when Logan first showed up at his door. Still. It's one of those things he can't do a lot to help with, and it's left him feeling like he's just gotta wait and see. Which he sucks at. Waiting, he means. ]
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Suppose it's not anything to think that deep about. (Later, he'll look at her little message a couple of times.)
He works a bit thoughtlessly, going through the motions. It's quiet. Peaceful. Yeah, this dimension's got some shit going on, but compared to the chaos of where he was? This is...it's good. He's got a moment to breathe. ]
Took some graveyard shifts. [ That's not the real answer, but it's not a lie. ] Plus, late night infomercials aren't so bad.
[ A joke, 'cause he hasn't switched on the TV that much, isn't sure what's being shown day to day. He's mostly been taking walks, riding around the city, reading. Sometimes he sits with Charles, who's up at odd hours, too. Big city, lots of thoughts. He's not sure when it'll get better for him, but he's thinking...it will. It's gotta, right? The Professor's rusty, that's all. Some part of him knows he needs to be patient about it, and yeah, Charles is already miles ahead of where he was when Logan first showed up at his door. Still. It's one of those things he can't do a lot to help with, and it's left him feeling like he's just gotta wait and see. Which he sucks at. Waiting, he means. ]