☆ - @constructivecritisms
Well, he didn’t know what kind of reaction he was expecting but really the one he received wasn’t that surprising at all.
Informant had been reaching for his drink when he saw Russell which promptly lead him to knocking it over and spilling it everywhere. Though really, his doppleganger being here in general didn’t help the ever growing and gnawing feeling in his stomach that he was being tested again.
Of course, once was never enough, was it?
He found himself with less anxiety approaching the other though, maybe it just had to do with Informant really being him, one way or the other. He did hesitate in picking the toppled cup back up and sitting it upright with a small, apologetic glance, grip tightening on some sort of object in his other hand.
Quite the way to see each other again, huh?