[ so his awakening here is abrupt not just for himself, but also for the people here. which honestly just raises more questions than it answers, but at least it seems like this man -- bolin? -- isn't someone he needs to be watching out for.

he's wary for just a moment longer before all the razor-sharp tension vanishes in an instant, like a switch has been flicked. when serpico sighs and looks over to gently put their room nanny back down on the table, he's suddenly looking much more harmless, like he's just understandably confused and lost. ]

I see ... I also owe you an apology, then. [ a meek little duck of the head, perfectly polite. ] I do hope you'll forgive me for retaliating in my panic. I didn't mean to cause you such a fright.

[ as the mechanical piegon indignantly flaps out of his arms' reach, serpico kneels down to inspect what looks like a fallen set of clothes. odd-looking garments, but weird clothes are better than no clothes. ]

And though it may be exceedingly rude of me, may I ask to borrow these? I imagine this state of undress is quite uncomfortable for the both of us.