[He doesn't need to question. He's involved with a teleporter. Doesn't know who Judd knows that can do that, but he doesn't care. And is insanely thankful that his glasses can take pictures. So he takes pictures of a nice, sunny hotel room, pictures all around him, or of what he can see from where he's sitting on the floor. And, of course, doesn't bother talking. His head is too busy as it is.
'Sitting' actually might be a bit kind to say. He's more like cowering by the time Judd shows up, and for a man who stressed how much he needs to cover up, he's barely dressed. Socks, boxer-briefs, his glasses. Literally nothing else as he sits on the floor, carefully positioned so only his socks and underwear touch the floor as he leans forward against his knees and uselessly covers his ears with his hands. It's too much, even just those two things.]
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Date: 2019-11-01 04:09 pm (UTC)'Sitting' actually might be a bit kind to say. He's more like cowering by the time Judd shows up, and for a man who stressed how much he needs to cover up, he's barely dressed. Socks, boxer-briefs, his glasses. Literally nothing else as he sits on the floor, carefully positioned so only his socks and underwear touch the floor as he leans forward against his knees and uselessly covers his ears with his hands. It's too much, even just those two things.]