Dylan stared at the new reaper's sudden entrance, pursing his lips. "Morning, Jihikai." He called out casually with a wave as if such events were the daily routine in their schedule. After pulling Bailey in with a slight tug, he suddenly kicked the elevator wall rather loudly, cupping his hands...
"Son of Arathorn? It's truly an honor." Dylan replied, accepting the shake while bowing politely, absolutely livid. He could tell that he made the right choice already by accepting Chris as one of his Shadows, holding back a grin while he raised his head.
From a glimpse, Dylan knew immediately.
"Feeling lost?" He asked the absentminded man with a sly smile. "If you're looking for someone to explain things to you, I'd be happy to oblige. You might even find meaning to your current self." His hand was still on the door, holding it for Bailey as...
The reaper stretched his body, exiting the taxi. "We're in a city, of course." He answered rather unhelpfully, pushing open one of the doors to the Hotel while signaling Bailey to follow. Considering the human's personality, Dylan deemed it better to simply guide him to their room rather than...