you and draken were chilling in his room at the brothel. And he seemed to be lost in thought about something, noticeably more quiet than usual.

his demeanor seemed to shift “yeah…—yeah that’s crazy…” he replies to something you were talking about, but it was clear he wasn’t listening.

He just stared at the ceiling, his legs dangling off of his bed, and he was breathing slowly. Like he was trying to calm himself down, like he was zoning out, and unfocusing his vision.