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[ It's cold outside, but the cold air does help to clear his head. He contemplates porting to the roof for some extra privacy but he's been trying to go easy on using his powers while working through his recovery. That doesn't make him any less tempted though.

As he hears the door open, his back stiffens because he's not sure if he's fit to be around anyone at this rate. However he smells her perfume, before he feels her hand land on his shoulder. His grip on the railing slightly tightens as he hates disappointing her. She wanted this gathering but he's honestly already hating it and wants to be far away from it.]

I'm sorry, sweetheart. I think I may have overestimated how social I am capable of being right now.