[...Okay. So. Primary assessment of the situation: this is going to get really interesting, really fast. And from the look of it, it's a good sort of interesting, and his idea of a good sort of interesting is never a good sort of interesting for anyone else, so this is going to be wonderful and we will all go together when we go.
For the time being, though? Enclosed spaces have never been anything that he's particularly thrilled about, let's put it that way, and he's got to do something with himself lest he get a bit agitated.
He's not bothering with the mundane things (like figuring out how food works around here, claiming a damn bedroom, actually doing things that might be beneficial in any way, shape or form) because as far as he's concerned that's all secondary; for the time being he's pacing the corridors, his hand trailing lightly along the wall next to him. His eyes are half-lidded; he seems pretty lost in thought, all things considered.
Granted, when he's not there he may be making an attempt to socialize, albeit a bit of an awkward one; don't be surprised if he collides with you at some point in time. Literally collides, though the hit is gentle; nothing more than an accident, someone walking into you because he wasn't paying attention to where he was going.]
Wow, sorry about that –
[The apology is rushed and seems a bit too flippant for its own good, but at the very least he'll have reached out for your arm to make sure that you're steady on your feet.
His touch lingers for about half a second too long, which is definitely a thing, but hey, maybe he's just an awkward kind of guy.]
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For the time being, though? Enclosed spaces have never been anything that he's particularly thrilled about, let's put it that way, and he's got to do something with himself lest he get a bit agitated.
He's not bothering with the mundane things (like figuring out how food works around here, claiming a damn bedroom, actually doing things that might be beneficial in any way, shape or form) because as far as he's concerned that's all secondary; for the time being he's pacing the corridors, his hand trailing lightly along the wall next to him. His eyes are half-lidded; he seems pretty lost in thought, all things considered.
Granted, when he's not there he may be making an attempt to socialize, albeit a bit of an awkward one; don't be surprised if he collides with you at some point in time. Literally collides, though the hit is gentle; nothing more than an accident, someone walking into you because he wasn't paying attention to where he was going.]
Wow, sorry about that –
[The apology is rushed and seems a bit too flippant for its own good, but at the very least he'll have reached out for your arm to make sure that you're steady on your feet.
His touch lingers for about half a second too long, which is definitely a thing, but hey, maybe he's just an awkward kind of guy.]