Duos, dressed in his strange, cotton like armor, with brahman skin cloaks draping from his shoulders, gasmask and wide brim fadora covering his entire head, was leaned against a wall in the waiting room once everyone had assembled. Jynx being fixed on the other side. He still held the rifle, though was as relaxed as he dared himself to be, Becca's bag at his feet, his head slightly bowed as he listened to something other's could not hear... Under the mask... Behind those lenses, he was watch 'Sex' like a hawk, but for reason's far different from most everyone else...<br/><br/>She knew about him. Likely more then he did... That needed fixing... But, he would give her time, as well as anyone else. He could wait his turn.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>