[ Repede whines, but drops back to the floor, sitting next to Flynn with his head on Flynn's thigh, letting Flynn pet over his head.

Yuri finally leaves the stairs to lean in the doorway of the bedroom. It does suit Flynn, he thinks with a little smile ]

Yeah. Better to work together, figure this place out. No idea what could come next after... everything.

[ Magic, squids, smokey animals, talk of other worlds-- there's certainly a lot. ]

Let's set up some ground rules, then. [ He holds up a finger ] You don't cook.