"...'Kay..." Julian mumbled, feeling stupider than before, with his stupid nosebleed, in this stupid body, carrying his stupid sneakers, walking in Ms. Frost's stupid shoes. "I get it." Julian repeated, glancing over to Vanessa. She was trying to get rid of him, at least that's how he felt. Julian didn't want to talk about any of this ever again. Ever. He was just content keeping quiet about it forever, but nodded diligently to reassure her. "Sure, definitely. When this is all over, we'll talk..." He smiled but it was behind his hand, spoken with a nasal quality as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked down at Vanessa's hand, noticing the blood but didn't say anything. Julian was simply going to avoid all this in hopes that it all went away, forgotten and unspoken. He definitely wouldn't be confronting Vanessa with any of this any time soon. He wouldn't avoid her if/when they did finally switch back, but he would avoid having a repeat of this conversation with all his power.
He gestured to the door lamely, "I'm gonna go. I've got it from here. Thanks for, um, thanks for everything. And sorry for um, all that." Julian slowly inched back out the door and into the hallway. He didn't know how to run in these boots, but if he could, he probably would have. At least he seemed to be walking now, although tried to keep the click clacking to a minimum.