[The Darkling eyes the bag only because the man draws attention to it. The bright color like a scream against the darkness in the room and the light he doesn't quite know how to turn on.
He had been looking for candles in the pile of random objects and come up empty every time. He shrugs.]
Be my guest. I sleep in that one.
[He points to the bed closest to him, it looks are bland as the other one. Sheets pulled down tight, with razor sharp corners and whatever spare clothes he'd managed to find tugged away in a small locker by the foot of it.]
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He had been looking for candles in the pile of random objects and come up empty every time. He shrugs.]
Be my guest. I sleep in that one.
[He points to the bed closest to him, it looks are bland as the other one. Sheets pulled down tight, with razor sharp corners and whatever spare clothes he'd managed to find tugged away in a small locker by the foot of it.]