[ Robby was about to answer the question of who enforces the law; actually be helpful, 'cause hey, new guy. He can have the awkward honour of explaining how nothing makes sense in this place. Welcome to a giant fucking headache, other guy. ]
--Hey. You okay?
[ Sorry, he's zoning in on the far more visible bloodied shirt there, now that there aren't coffee cans hiding it. It at least looks dry...maybe? Not a fresh open wound making that mark, but--still? That's blood?? That looks like blood. ]
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--Hey. You okay?
[ Sorry, he's zoning in on the far more visible bloodied shirt there, now that there aren't coffee cans hiding it. It at least looks dry...maybe? Not a fresh open wound making that mark, but--still? That's blood?? That looks like blood. ]