[ He should have seen that coming. He really should have. And much as he rolls his eyes, he realizes he's glad for it. If he went out after Nick, he's not sure he wouldn't lose control.
Opening the door, he gives Ragnor a long look. Not that he looks great. He's wearing the same clothes he had on the night before, rumpled and wrinkled, and there's a glass of blood in his hand. ]
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Opening the door, he gives Ragnor a long look. Not that he looks great. He's wearing the same clothes he had on the night before, rumpled and wrinkled, and there's a glass of blood in his hand. ]
You could have just let yourself in, you know.
[ He steps back, gesturing. ]
Come on in.