[Rin is where he promised he'd be - in the kitchen, visible through an open doorway past the "dining area", which is in actuality just the living room made to function like one with mismatched furniture in both grays and garish colors.
He's busy washing his hands when Ignis enters, the opening and closing of the door indicating the arrival. He dries them off with a ratty but clean towel before practically bouncing out. His right hand and arm have been affected by someone taking some of his color, but it looks worse than it feels.]
Hey!
[And oh gosh, what a cutie! That face! He can't help but lean in with a toothy grin, his own tail wagging excitedly.]
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He's busy washing his hands when Ignis enters, the opening and closing of the door indicating the arrival. He dries them off with a ratty but clean towel before practically bouncing out. His right hand and arm have been affected by someone taking some of his color, but it looks worse than it feels.]
Hey!
[And oh gosh, what a cutie! That face! He can't help but lean in with a toothy grin, his own tail wagging excitedly.]
And hey you.