In the room, Julien sighs and slumps out of the perfect, correct posture that's proper here, and fiddles with his eyebrow. The piercing's out, and so are two of the three earrings from his right ear. If he has cause to heal himself when he doesn't have the metal in they're probably going to close and he's not sure anyone in the carnival is qualified to re-pierce them.

That's an absurdly tiny thing to think of, but really, Julien's not as anxious or agitated by the situation as a lot of people. He's inherently easygoing and disinclined to worry for too long about things he can't control, but also, he's not just here, he's out in the stables doing not very much, the only tension or deception being that he can't stray and can't talk. The boredom of being kept there helps balance out what he feels here, especially seeing the trouble the other carnies have, and he feels... basically okay. He can keep this up for now.

Not so sure about his tiny roommate. "Is it better in here, Reira?"