[Etiquette be damned. Eggsy had hoped that Roxy would be able to put her manners to the side long enough to just take the hint and come inside, and thankfully she does. He's making his way down the stairs by the time that she comes inside, JB quick on his heels. As soon as the pup realizes who's come to visit, he lets out an excited bark and rushes past Eggsy's ankles in greeting.
But Eggsy senses what JB doesn't. That something is wrong. It's all in Roxy's voice, which is almost monotone. She's trying her best to keep a neutral expression, but she's drained somehow.
Mouth twisting downward, Eggsy takes the last few steps two at a time and then pauses right in front of Roxy to look her over. He works his jaw and peers at her face.]
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But Eggsy senses what JB doesn't. That something is wrong. It's all in Roxy's voice, which is almost monotone. She's trying her best to keep a neutral expression, but she's drained somehow.
Mouth twisting downward, Eggsy takes the last few steps two at a time and then pauses right in front of Roxy to look her over. He works his jaw and peers at her face.]
What is it?