[He comes in at that, taking in the mess, the papers, books. It both bothers him to some extent (he was very organized most of the time), and also feels like home (something about big messes made him comfortable, it felt like work was getting done). The large skull catches his eye, but he doesn't focus on it immediately (he wants to, to try and figure it out, to see what it was), to instead pick up the papers off the chair and plop them onto a nearby pile carefully (so there wasn't a lot of mess) the opposite way so as to avoid mixing them up (to make her life easier). Before sitting down, smoothing out his shirt once more as he did so.]
It seems you are, rather busy from what I can see here. [He's fishing for information yes.]
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It seems you are, rather busy from what I can see here. [He's fishing for information yes.]