Duster communicates back with some silence. This house really is going to be quiet, even with four of us here, he thought to himself. That's disappointing.

"...Thanks," he says before steps to the side and makes his way upstairs. The bathroom door is open, and he notes it before moving down the hallway into his own.

Empty, but the bed is already made. "...It's small, but I like it." Any room would be small when his room consisted of the basement for most of his life.