Pell's crying sniffles to a halt when he hears the door -- idiot, why didn't you lock it? -- then someone call out. He pushes himself up to sitting and scrubs at his face. It's not like no one's ever seen him cry before but this is probably a stranger, and first impressions matter even here. For some reason, as if it needs to be protected, he tucks the mirror under the pillow before he gets up to see who came in.
When he peers out of the bedroom he looks a bit different as well, with his waist-length hair loose from its braid and scavenged clothes that don't quite fit right. But he recognizes her instantly and the wary expression on his face turns to surprise. ]
--Jess? [ Another quick wipe at his eyes. ] I'm alright, it was just... What are you doing here?
it's great! <3
Pell's crying sniffles to a halt when he hears the door -- idiot, why didn't you lock it? -- then someone call out. He pushes himself up to sitting and scrubs at his face. It's not like no one's ever seen him cry before but this is probably a stranger, and first impressions matter even here. For some reason, as if it needs to be protected, he tucks the mirror under the pillow before he gets up to see who came in.
When he peers out of the bedroom he looks a bit different as well, with his waist-length hair loose from its braid and scavenged clothes that don't quite fit right. But he recognizes her instantly and the wary expression on his face turns to surprise. ]
--Jess? [ Another quick wipe at his eyes. ] I'm alright, it was just... What are you doing here?