[Based on the conversations that he had reviewed, he thought it was something far deeper, far more complex. There was a reason for everything.
He didn't bother to reply to the last part, instead puttering off to find and bring out all the alcohol that he had come across in the house. And he had found much of it, whatever Jesse had stashed in the place and left behind. Reaper had checked and explored every nook and cranny in the place, found any and all secret compartments and false drawers or walls. He needed something to occupy himself.
And yes, he would be something like respectful and put on clothing too. Loose pants and a hoodie were his choices, the weather not at all affecting his choices. He had discovered early that he wasn't much bothered by heat or cold unless it was extreme. The sleeves were drawn up to his elbows and his long white hair was tied back in a neat ponytail.
Olivia was basking in a sun beam on the front porch, and the moment that Jesse appeared, she would beat her tail against the porch and then rose. She shook herself off and offered a soft welcoming sort of 'awooo, wooo, wooo' before pawing open the screen door to announce that someone was coming.
The scent of baking should probably indicate where Reaper was stationed. He was scrolling through his phone, clean drying dishes at his elbow.]
Brownies will be out of the oven in three minutes. You can have one in about fifteen when you won't burn your fool mouth off. [And evidence of his activities would be obvious in the kitchen. Containers filled with baked goods, mostly cookies of various kinds. It wasn't like he slept.]
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[Based on the conversations that he had reviewed, he thought it was something far deeper, far more complex. There was a reason for everything.
He didn't bother to reply to the last part, instead puttering off to find and bring out all the alcohol that he had come across in the house. And he had found much of it, whatever Jesse had stashed in the place and left behind. Reaper had checked and explored every nook and cranny in the place, found any and all secret compartments and false drawers or walls. He needed something to occupy himself.
And yes, he would be something like respectful and put on clothing too. Loose pants and a hoodie were his choices, the weather not at all affecting his choices. He had discovered early that he wasn't much bothered by heat or cold unless it was extreme. The sleeves were drawn up to his elbows and his long white hair was tied back in a neat ponytail.
Olivia was basking in a sun beam on the front porch, and the moment that Jesse appeared, she would beat her tail against the porch and then rose. She shook herself off and offered a soft welcoming sort of 'awooo, wooo, wooo' before pawing open the screen door to announce that someone was coming.
The scent of baking should probably indicate where Reaper was stationed. He was scrolling through his phone, clean drying dishes at his elbow.]
Brownies will be out of the oven in three minutes. You can have one in about fifteen when you won't burn your fool mouth off. [And evidence of his activities would be obvious in the kitchen. Containers filled with baked goods, mostly cookies of various kinds. It wasn't like he slept.]