[A valid question. Prior turns to examining the keys and the fob they're attached to.]
There's an apartment number but no street, but maybe that'll come back to me too, outside.
[And if not, he's willing to try going building to building to find it. There can only be one with the right number on every street: how long could it take? But his own apartment. His own place. That raises all sorts of possibilities.
Stepping back into the shoes he came with, there's a slight stumble that's mostly for show, and then he's hanging off Richie's shoulder, grinning wide.]
We could go there. Or somewhere else you like, if you like.
[He hovers ever so close to Richie's apparently unmemorable face - at least until a slap of feet not far over signals an end to their relative privacy, and Prior drops back quick to stand a few paces off. Legs a measured width apart, hands pushed into his pockets, he looks as surly as a boy like him's ever going to get.]
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There's an apartment number but no street, but maybe that'll come back to me too, outside.
[And if not, he's willing to try going building to building to find it. There can only be one with the right number on every street: how long could it take? But his own apartment. His own place. That raises all sorts of possibilities.
Stepping back into the shoes he came with, there's a slight stumble that's mostly for show, and then he's hanging off Richie's shoulder, grinning wide.]
We could go there. Or somewhere else you like, if you like.
[He hovers ever so close to Richie's apparently unmemorable face - at least until a slap of feet not far over signals an end to their relative privacy, and Prior drops back quick to stand a few paces off. Legs a measured width apart, hands pushed into his pockets, he looks as surly as a boy like him's ever going to get.]