@idiotaggression said:
"Yeah." He doesn't clarify which part he's answering, plopping his head into his lap. "You're thinking too loud."
“You were dead asleep. My thoughts weren’t doing shit to you,” Law rolls his eyes, leaning back against the wall and staring up at the ceiling. The same spot he’d been staring at for the past hour while his mind turned over thoughts of progressive disease and burning white buildings. “Just go back to your nap. I’m fine.”









