"It's not like he was in any state to ever come after me...... you'd need legs for that...... and arms..... and probable all the muscles that used to be attached to said appendages..... The dogs at the local shelter seemed quite appreciative though. And thanks for the tip, I'll have to try it, but I don't think I need to worry about being put in jail. They'd have to use some fairly impressive bars to keep me in there." Standing up to finally take off his coat and shirt, pulling a clean shirt from his bag, he tossed them onto the back of a chair. Leaving the button up shirt open as he sat back down.
"And my scars serve a purpose other than to just make you think of me when no-one is looking." He kept grinning, wondering to himself if there was anything sharp near Roxy he'd have to worry about being thrown at him while drinking more of his tea. "They're the reason I can manipulate energy.... well other than the burn marks, those are different."