[ he's noticing the same thing, and he -- hates it. it would set his teeth on edge if they weren't already. a grunt, and he stops trying, turning instead to lean against the door jamb, partly because of course there's no problem with being stuck in a room with no food, no water, and no attached bathing facilities but mostly because he doesn't like having his hand in the same space as any part of Allen. ]
What is this place?
[ completely fine why do you ask. also, not making eye contact. ]