[Through the magic of a coin flip, Dante's already had Ardyn come and go by this point, so when he gets up to open the door for Grell, it's with a little bit more ease of motion than he'd had before. Still, his current physical state seems to match his mental state: he's wearing dark grey pajama pants and the lightest t-shirt he could find, and there are dark circles beneath his eyes.]
Hey.
[He doesn't meet her eyes right away, stepping out of the way so she can come in if she wants. The living room is fairly normal, aside from a baby grand at the far end of the room next to the large windows (but considering Dante's father's career, that's maybe not so surprising). There's a cream-colored chaise sofa that Dante's been sleeping on, a pillow at one end and a large blanket thrown over the back of the couch, hanging and pooling on the floor behind it, and a stack of throw pillows in one of the other chairs. On the coffee table, amongst other things, are a couple cups, ibuprofen, NyQuil, a bottle of whiskey that's a quarter full, and some first aid supplies like rubbing alcohol and bandages. Finally, next to the door if Grell happens to look down are the clothes he'd shown back up in the city wearing, stripped off as soon as he'd gotten home. Mm, dust, must, and blood!
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Hey.
[He doesn't meet her eyes right away, stepping out of the way so she can come in if she wants. The living room is fairly normal, aside from a baby grand at the far end of the room next to the large windows (but considering Dante's father's career, that's maybe not so surprising). There's a cream-colored chaise sofa that Dante's been sleeping on, a pillow at one end and a large blanket thrown over the back of the couch, hanging and pooling on the floor behind it, and a stack of throw pillows in one of the other chairs. On the coffee table, amongst other things, are a couple cups, ibuprofen, NyQuil, a bottle of whiskey that's a quarter full, and some first aid supplies like rubbing alcohol and bandages. Finally, next to the door if Grell happens to look down are the clothes he'd shown back up in the city wearing, stripped off as soon as he'd gotten home. Mm, dust, must, and blood!
Look, he's a mess, what else did you expect.]