[ evan glances at david, but the only change in his expression is a raised eyebrow. usually people are a mess after him. he's a mess, slightly less for the most part.
still. instead of leaving david to his own devices, or maybe just kicking him out - funny as that might be - he heads over to the bucket and pulls out the rag. it's damp, and cold, but it'll do the job. he tosses it over and goes to find his mask, giving david the illusion of a few seconds of privacy while he's in the heart of a serial killer's domain.
some of the territories have running water. it's a luxury evan's not granted. almost unfair, when he thinks about it, but then again, he gets other kinds of leeway. he finds the mask, fits it back on, rolls his shoulders to get a little tension out of them and then picks up the bucket to move it closer to david, so he can drop the rag in it when he's done. ]
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still. instead of leaving david to his own devices, or maybe just kicking him out - funny as that might be - he heads over to the bucket and pulls out the rag. it's damp, and cold, but it'll do the job. he tosses it over and goes to find his mask, giving david the illusion of a few seconds of privacy while he's in the heart of a serial killer's domain.
some of the territories have running water. it's a luxury evan's not granted. almost unfair, when he thinks about it, but then again, he gets other kinds of leeway. he finds the mask, fits it back on, rolls his shoulders to get a little tension out of them and then picks up the bucket to move it closer to david, so he can drop the rag in it when he's done. ]