[Carter glances over, once, twice, opening his mouth to say something but there is an intensity to that guy that makes him think better of it. He knows the warning signs from his more unruly patients so he just hovers awkwardly, accepting being ignored for now.
Until the man suddenly talks to him and he blinks owlishly, looking back over his shoulder. But there's no one else, so that's probably for him.]
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Until the man suddenly talks to him and he blinks owlishly, looking back over his shoulder. But there's no one else, so that's probably for him.]
Uh, yeah. Are you a local?