He jumps when she addresses him. He's curled up on the couch, watching How It's Made on TV avidly. His hair is brushed and tied back out of his face (her doing) and he's got a little more color back in his cheeks, but he's still sleeping in the closet and no identifying by any name. But he's in clean clothes and has learned how to bathe himself.
He still hasn't seen Steve face to face, but there had been a few panicked, late-night conversations over the phone, unsure if he'd been remembering or imagining a certain thin.
"Where are we going?" He asks, unsure. Coffee is still a great lure for him, but he doesn't to go until he knows for sure where they're going and how long they'll be out.
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Date: 2014-07-24 06:44 am (UTC)He still hasn't seen Steve face to face, but there had been a few panicked, late-night conversations over the phone, unsure if he'd been remembering or imagining a certain thin.
"Where are we going?" He asks, unsure. Coffee is still a great lure for him, but he doesn't to go until he knows for sure where they're going and how long they'll be out.