<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"We differ there cutie pop. I do it for the pain. It's about the only thing that keeps me grounded anymore." He admitted rubbing the back of his neck feeling the chaotic crosshatch of scars that were there.  "Again, at least you have a legit reason to be doing the things you do, I'm just a human malfunction at best." He said with a grin. "So  how long have you been in this place? You seem well adjusted enough to life here. I've been here a couple hours and I already feel like I need to crawl out of my skin." Slipping back into his shirt he didn't want her to get into trouble for something he did and he wasn't sure the rules of him wandering about half dressed yet. That was something he needed to figure out soon he thought to himself as his mind took a moment to wander before snapping back to the moment.</span>