[ Ah, now there's an unfamiliar voice. Ian glances up from where he sits in the corner, blinking owlishly at this intruder with green eyes.
He notices this man's clothes lack the logo he's come to know and resent so much. That might be a plus. But still, he holds his tongue, cautiously standing. He's never been especially tall, but he remains half-crouched as he edges for the bars ]
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He notices this man's clothes lack the logo he's come to know and resent so much. That might be a plus. But still, he holds his tongue, cautiously standing. He's never been especially tall, but he remains half-crouched as he edges for the bars ]