[ alex had been avoiding the more crowded sections of the conference room during the bulk of the orientation, but he hasn't had the chance to go grocery shopping since he singed his fingertips and there'd been nothing in the house to eat before he went out today. which means he's standing almost furtively at the snack table now, notebook under one arm and tucked up against his side to leave his hands free.
the fingertips of both hands are wrapped in bandages and he's picking delicately at the food on offer to avoid dirtying them too much and mostly succeeding.
when peter approaches he's in the middle of taking a bite, and he gives the man a slightly wide eyed look as he chews before he can finally respond. ] Sorry? Kansas? [ his brow furrows slightly and he appears to be thinking very hard about something before he continues. ]
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the fingertips of both hands are wrapped in bandages and he's picking delicately at the food on offer to avoid dirtying them too much and mostly succeeding.
when peter approaches he's in the middle of taking a bite, and he gives the man a slightly wide eyed look as he chews before he can finally respond. ] Sorry? Kansas? [ his brow furrows slightly and he appears to be thinking very hard about something before he continues. ]
I thought this was Idaho.