[Precisely why Prior doesn't feel the need to maintain an air of privacy anymore. He had a name badge when he got here that told secrets he'd never shared with anybody. There's nothing they can't know.
He's pacing (as much as one can, bound to a cane with a leg that drags like a sullen child) down the hall when Ocelot catches him, slowing to turn and take a minute to focus on him. It seems to take that long to process. Tiredness and a single-minded purpose combined.]
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He's pacing (as much as one can, bound to a cane with a leg that drags like a sullen child) down the hall when Ocelot catches him, slowing to turn and take a minute to focus on him. It seems to take that long to process. Tiredness and a single-minded purpose combined.]
I have no idea, I just know I'm going to try.