[ He’s already fucked up more than he’d like and he’s not quite sure why he cares this deeply. He stands up again, to pace more. Mostly in a little circle - it’s not a big room. ]

If anything happens to me— [ He stops. Because he can’t ask him that. It’s his own responsibility. ] I need you to ask for a few things. From the staff. Hairspray, or any sort of aerosol spray. They might give it to because of [ gesturing to hair?? ]