[A voice. It takes Graham a minute to respond, mulling over the comment one more time before smiling bitterly behind his hand. Yes, he supposes he is feeling a little bit ill. He has been feeling a little bit ill for quite some time now, all of his glue coming undone.]
I'm fine.
[He decides that after a moment, and with a deep breath lifts his head to examine the other man. He looks... as if he feels out of place. As if he's used to carrying himself in a different manner.]
You must be... [Will glances down at a slip of paper disdainfully.] My roommate.
[He isn't particularly obliged to play this game of secrecy, maybe because he doesn't understand that others have had this 'prank' played on them.]
//will is very keen to details, let me know if you'd rather he not notice something/vice versa!
I'm fine.
[He decides that after a moment, and with a deep breath lifts his head to examine the other man. He looks... as if he feels out of place. As if he's used to carrying himself in a different manner.]
You must be... [Will glances down at a slip of paper disdainfully.] My roommate.
[He isn't particularly obliged to play this game of secrecy, maybe because he doesn't understand that others have had this 'prank' played on them.]