[ James is in joggers and the jacket, a grey long sleeve beneath, and without knowing her condition, he's stuffed his hands into the pockets of his sweats to keep himself from practically tackling her. His gaze sweeps the length of Bela, looking for anything out of place, bruises or cuts or worse, and his voice is as tight at his body. ]
Me too, just... [ stiffly enters the suite ] What happened?
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Me too, just... [ stiffly enters the suite ] What happened?