["Royally pissed" seems apt. It's the next emotion over from anxiety, dread and the deepest, most profound terror he's ever known. When his name is called, it's enough to make him settle himself, curled up on his haunches with trembling shoulders.]
I know... It's dark out, isn't it? Late, probably. People trying to sleep.
[So he'll need to swallow back everything and hold it in until he can compartmentalize and process it to any completion.]
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I know... It's dark out, isn't it? Late, probably. People trying to sleep.
[So he'll need to swallow back everything and hold it in until he can compartmentalize and process it to any completion.]