[Between running his fingers through it and obsessively feeling out how it must look, he catches that, but he just assumes that it's because there's nothing else to look at in here. It doesn't really phase him, other than a passing thought that maybe he missed a section.]
So it's like a massive prison. [A pause as a lock flops down into his face and he thinks.] There's gotta be somethin' we're supposed to do...
[He decides he's done messing with his hair, sits down on the opposite bed, and wipes his hands off on a spare pillowcase.]
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So it's like a massive prison. [A pause as a lock flops down into his face and he thinks.] There's gotta be somethin' we're supposed to do...
[He decides he's done messing with his hair, sits down on the opposite bed, and wipes his hands off on a spare pillowcase.]
Didn't miss a spot, did I.