Date: 2020-11-10 07:12 am (UTC)
sendmyregards: (004)
( Although somewhat surprised to find his new housemate already waiting for him—to say nothing of the sight that greets him—his expression does little to show it as he steps through the door. His name earns a brief quirk of a smile and a polite nod of his head, while her appearance warrants at least a once-over, curious but not mocking. He isn't in very good shape himself, though his jacket does well in concealing the worst of the stains and the tears through his shirt. When he speaks, his voice comes soft, deep, and even. )

You presume correctly. I apologize for intruding, but at least there seems to be space enough for the two of us, if you're amenable. Whom do I have the pleasure of sharing a house with?

( Space enough, yes, although its meager accommodations are far below the standard he'd long grown used to in Midgar. He'll manage; he always manages. And that shows plainly enough as he approaches her, saying nothing as he sets a large paper grocery bag on the counter and begins to organize its contents beside it. Fresh food mostly: fruit, vegetables, and charcuterie, though there are some canned things. A considerable amount of toiletries, mainly haircare. A few cleaning products. And a bottle of sparkling wine. He'll drink alone if she's uninterested, but it seemed like a fair apology and a good opportunity to get to know one another. )

I didn't hear from you while I was out, so I made my best guesses.
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