[Roy would be a little more excited (okay maybe he still kinda is) at IV's close proximity as he stands up if it weren't for what he's saying. Roy's eyes are narrowed as if he's looking on in suspicion, though in truth he's listening carefully to every word, taking it in. Wanting to leave home was a familiar sentiment. A very familiar sentiment. Of course now he'd give anything to go back, but he remembered what it was like to want to run away.
Once he realizes he's giving IV an intense stare, and that the younger man is diving head first into a shitty mood again, he shakes himself from his little strange reverie. The dog doesn't seem to be picking up on it quite yet, as he's sniffing around the area as he often does when he has nothing else to do.]
Ya know-[He almost says leaving sometimes is worse than staying behind, traveling alone isn't what's cracked up to be, or some bullshit words of comfort like that. But then he catches himself and silently wonders what the fuck he was thinking. He doesn't even know the guy.]--you should smirk more. Suits ya better.
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Once he realizes he's giving IV an intense stare, and that the younger man is diving head first into a shitty mood again, he shakes himself from his little strange reverie. The dog doesn't seem to be picking up on it quite yet, as he's sniffing around the area as he often does when he has nothing else to do.]
Ya know-[He almost says leaving sometimes is worse than staying behind, traveling alone isn't what's cracked up to be, or some bullshit words of comfort like that. But then he catches himself and silently wonders what the fuck he was thinking. He doesn't even know the guy.]--you should smirk more. Suits ya better.