[He pushes himself away from whatever surface he was sitting/leaning against and leaves the glass behind, slipping the dice into his pockets and beginning to lead the way. He's quiet and he doesn't fill the silence but he does seem to know exactly where her room is so. There's that.
He stops in front of the door.]
Hotel's not that big. So...come find me if you need something. Okay?
Sure. Of course. [He waits for her to open the door, but when she looks like she will he turns and walks away. He's definitely heading to someone else's room? But it's fine. Good night, Beck.]
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...if I get another door open, I'll let you know what I find.
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You’re going to be careful, right?
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Do I look like the type who wouldn't be?
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No. I guess not.
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...I'll be fine, Beck. It won't be right away anyway. [He finishes another glass and looks at the bottom of it.]
...c'mon. I'll walk you back to your room.
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Look at that. A gentleman.
[It's meant to be joking, but mostly it's a little tired. Either way, she stands up.]
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He stops in front of the door.]
Hotel's not that big. So...come find me if you need something. Okay?
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...Yeah. You too, okay?
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