Jeremy absorbs that, looking back in the direction of the Sanctuary with an uncertain expression (despite them being inside a building and unable to see the Sanctuary from here). The zombie dudes on the ground floor creeped him out. Yeah, it's no doubt just actors in make-up-- really good make-up-- but... ehhnn.
Maybe there's a route to the elevators that doesn't involve going past them or something. Mhm.
"I'll check it out," he promises, tugging the hem of his sweatshirt down a bit. With the armful of sundries they move for the cashier.
His teeth are no longer chattering and his body is no longer goosepimpled; this is a vast improvement. Jeremy keeps his blanket slung over one shoulder, fingers playing with the 'tiara' again and braiding a few links.
"You are currently in my nomination for benevolent goddess, so you know," he says with a bright-eyed look down at Metody. "Do you accept hugs from crazy homeless men?"
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Maybe there's a route to the elevators that doesn't involve going past them or something. Mhm.
"I'll check it out," he promises, tugging the hem of his sweatshirt down a bit. With the armful of sundries they move for the cashier.
His teeth are no longer chattering and his body is no longer goosepimpled; this is a vast improvement. Jeremy keeps his blanket slung over one shoulder, fingers playing with the 'tiara' again and braiding a few links.
"You are currently in my nomination for benevolent goddess, so you know," he says with a bright-eyed look down at Metody. "Do you accept hugs from crazy homeless men?"