[ Reiner's thoughts run along the same lines. He gives the stranger's hands a concerned look, then glances at the machine, searching for water. Unfortunately, every vial of liquid looks dubious at best, so he quickly abandons the thought of pouring some over the man's hands. ]
Let's find you somewhere to wash your hands.
[ He drops the "hand" cake unceremoniously back into the machine. If someone wants to come and steal stuff now that the glass is broken, more power to them. ]
I saw a restroom back that way. [ He indicates with a jerk of his chin. ] Come on.
[ Because apparently, they're in this together now. ]
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Let's find you somewhere to wash your hands.
[ He drops the "hand" cake unceremoniously back into the machine. If someone wants to come and steal stuff now that the glass is broken, more power to them. ]
I saw a restroom back that way. [ He indicates with a jerk of his chin. ] Come on.
[ Because apparently, they're in this together now. ]