He had been resting in the living room, taking some time to read for a small while. It was then that he heard the familiar voice at the door, as well as hear his own name being called.

Hence, he stood up, padded over toward the door, and opened it. It didn't surprise him that it was Date himself - what did surprise him was the fact that he had brought along a trunk with him. His clothing, perhaps? He knew not, but it was not polite to leave his new partner hanging.

"Mr. Date, pray do come inside," he said with a smile. "I hope you do forgive me for the mess," he said as he led the young man into a near-immaculate room, save for two or three books on the floor, one of which was wide open, "but I have only been doing some light reading."