[ He knew vaguely enough about make-up to make note of it, but honestly he's tired so he's not going to even so much as comment on it. The same went for the lounge rugs.
Anyway, his smile fell as he let the exhaustion take him a bit, and he made his way to the chair, plopping himself down. ]
...How are you, after all that?
[ He's not really here to scold. He's not the type and he's done that maybe ever once since his time here and even then he's been bad about it (...it ended in tears, let us just say.) ]
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Anyway, his smile fell as he let the exhaustion take him a bit, and he made his way to the chair, plopping himself down. ]
...How are you, after all that?
[ He's not really here to scold. He's not the type and he's done that maybe ever once since his time here and even then he's been bad about it (...it ended in tears, let us just say.) ]