[ there's a muffled groan from the vicinity of terry's arms, and after a moment, he lifts his head, blinking at the stranger. ] Honestly? Still kinda' nauseous. [ which, like.. he is. but also just in general he's not that hungry.
still, he rolls his head on his shoulders, wincing a little as his neck cracks, and then reaches for a rapidly-cooling fry, shoving it in his mouth. ]
You've been here a while, huh? [ the hair's growing back. ]
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still, he rolls his head on his shoulders, wincing a little as his neck cracks, and then reaches for a rapidly-cooling fry, shoving it in his mouth. ]
You've been here a while, huh? [ the hair's growing back. ]