It was pretty much a blur; most of the faces he met during that particular episode of his time in Baedal are subjected to the same uncertainty, and when he'd first left the room, he'd almost hurled the desk guy through a window.

But there is recognition for the way she states that question now, a sort of here we go again that doesn't show on his face necessarily, just in hesitation. He sets aside his beer and takes the tube, twisting off the cap and peering inside. He isn't sure he wants to take it out here, though, fingertips brushing against the rolled edges.

Weird. "You catch a look at what it is?" he asks, and it's not accusatory.