[Rean does look around at the things Jusis has on the walls, but doesn't let his gaze linger too long. What he does take in, though, he recognizes as being things that must bring Jusis joy. After all, Rean has his own small collection of similar photos and the like, even framing at least one of the exact same picture, and they bring him joy as well. He's glad to see Jusis surrounds himself with these things in his most private space, even if it is more sparse than the rest of the apartment.
He leaves the room with a nod, and proceeds to go handle the bit of cleaning up he said he'd do.
His first stop is the bathroom, where he does his best to clean off any dirt and grime his clothing may have picked up in Alcatraz, and also patches up a couple of bruises and cuts he sustained while fighting. He knows he could ask Elliot to heal these up, and he probably will later, but for now they're really not bad enough to interrupt his cooking for.
With that handled (and his face splashed with some cold water for good measure, because he is also pretty wiped after this whole ordeal), he moves out into the main apartment. If he sees anything obviously out of place, he does his best to tidy it up— straightening piles of paperwork, marking and closing books left open, small things like that. He's not here to organize Jusis' apartment, just make things a little neater so it's less overwhelming when he inevitably has to get back to work. Having a neat space always helps Rean, anyway.
He does go and poke at Elliot to see if he's sure there's nothing Rean can do to help, but he's quickly ushered away, so Rean heads back towards Jusis' room as promised.]
Am I good to come in?
[Last thing he wants to do is walk in on the poor guy while he's changing. Better safe than sorry.]
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He leaves the room with a nod, and proceeds to go handle the bit of cleaning up he said he'd do.
His first stop is the bathroom, where he does his best to clean off any dirt and grime his clothing may have picked up in Alcatraz, and also patches up a couple of bruises and cuts he sustained while fighting. He knows he could ask Elliot to heal these up, and he probably will later, but for now they're really not bad enough to interrupt his cooking for.
With that handled (and his face splashed with some cold water for good measure, because he is also pretty wiped after this whole ordeal), he moves out into the main apartment. If he sees anything obviously out of place, he does his best to tidy it up— straightening piles of paperwork, marking and closing books left open, small things like that. He's not here to organize Jusis' apartment, just make things a little neater so it's less overwhelming when he inevitably has to get back to work. Having a neat space always helps Rean, anyway.
He does go and poke at Elliot to see if he's sure there's nothing Rean can do to help, but he's quickly ushered away, so Rean heads back towards Jusis' room as promised.]
Am I good to come in?
[Last thing he wants to do is walk in on the poor guy while he's changing. Better safe than sorry.]