Re: Frankie/Lyle - 9:30ish
Lyle never used to be one of the quiet ones. Polite, definitely, but not quiet. He used to be the life of the party. He used to be a lot of things before he came here. He didn't want to think about any of that right now, though it was hard not to let a few morose thoughts slip in. They were very well dispelled, though, when Frankie mentioned going back to her room with another girl. Eyebrows raised in surprised, he looked at her a moment, then looked up toward the ceiling, clearly pondering Frankie and another girl. He knew she'd done some stuff with Pearl, but that had been during a spell, and she wasn't herself. But now she was volunteering? That was... well it was hot. Definitely.