Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
"That makes us all sound like patients in the asylum," Micah said with an easy smile, pushing the first floor button on the elevator. "I just moved into 206," he answered a moment later, motioning down the hall.
The man was clearly preoccupied, but that wasn't strange, not in and of itself. Petting the elevator buttons, now that was strange.
"You don't need to apologize to me. The buttons, now they may have a different thought on the matter." A pause. "What were you doing, anyway?" he asked harmlessly - an afterthought.