Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs,
Malakai followed along behind him, not bothering to protest the boy paying for the room. They could bicker over money later. Once inside the room, he shed his jacket neatly, tossing it over the nearby chair, a sign he wasn't interested in running once this was over. Stepping up to Gatlin, he took hold of him again, this time gentler, meant to put the man at ease, although he didn't seem to need it.
"Why are you doing this? Really," He wasn't judgemental, or upset, just curious. He wanted to know what the man really thought he was going to get out of it, before he took the proverbial leap.