( with most of the greasepaint off, he stares at himself in the mirror, gaze lingering on dick there leaning in some. a glance down to the black circling in the bottom of the sink before it disappears, he reaches over for a hand towel, wiping at his face. )
Excelsior. Ran into a few hungry plants.
( to say the least.
with the water still running there in the sink and bringing up a bit of steam, he looks back into the mirror then. back at dick. )
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Excelsior. Ran into a few hungry plants.
( to say the least.
with the water still running there in the sink and bringing up a bit of steam, he looks back into the mirror then. back at dick. )
Jason patched me up.
( a namedrop he's curious about. )