Crevan frowned and fidgeted with the left sleeve of his shirt, which appeared slighlty to large for him and as a result all that was visible were the tips of his fingers. He wasn't happy when Dawn didn't take his not too subtle hint to go away and he glared at her through slightly narrowed blue eyes as she told him that he could take his backpack off since he'd be more comfortable that way. And that he may as well unpack his things, which was laughable since every single one of his possessions actually fit inside a hiking backpack. What was the point in unpacking them? Wasn't as though he was going to be here for very long anyway. "There's no point to unpacking them... they're stored just fine where they are." His voice was once again laced with sarcasm, a quality that it seemed to hold more often than not, but his insecurities and abandonement issues aside there were a couple of things that he didn't want her to see. Which was why his meager possessions were going to remain safely in his backpack where they belonged. The offer to allow him to say whatever he wanted without consequences actually made him laugh. "I don't have anything to say but you're free to go over the standard, run of the mill 'this is my house and you are a guest in it so you will obey my rules' rhetoric if you want. I really couldn't care less."
He'd heard it countless times before after all so what was one more time? He could just tune her out and pretend that he was paying attention to the words. Crevan had actually gotten fairly good at that over the few months that he'd been a ward of the state. "Let's see if we can break the record, currently it's nine hours. That's the shortest span of time that I've been with one of these so called families."
Crevan's voice took on a slightly contemptuous quality as he said this last word but there was just the tiniest bit of insecurity in the way that he was acting, the fidgeting with his sleeves and the way that his eyes constantly shifted around. He didn't really seem to like making eye contact with anyone as was evident by the way that he would glance at Dawn through the veil of his hair but not really focus fully on her. "Speak if you're going to speak."
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