"Well, we're co-owners now. I'm obligated to clean it up," he says, like that's honestly the only reason why he'd be helping her out. He can hear her footsteps moving away, and he follows them with little effort, using his cane only because he isn't entirely sure of the layout just yet. He comes to a stop standing next to her.

"You and me both," he admits, He's never been one to not be busy - pushing himself is something he's done since he was a kid. Not having that kind of purpose here is something he doubts he'll ever get used to. "Well, I miss being the back-up, anyway. This place isn't quite as exciting as home used to be."