Roman shrugs. "Temp inmate," he reminds her. He's also trying to desperately push the events he'd learned about as far down into his mind as possible, shut it out a little. He sits on the back of the couch, not the actual couch itself, bird-like and bendy but looking extremely comfortable. He glances at the window, smirks softly.
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Date: 2024-02-01 06:26 pm (UTC)From:"You been to the Enclosure yet?"