Sigmund was always aware of the possessive pronouns. 'Your' instead of 'our.' He was very much looking forward to turning everything he owned into 'theirs.'
"I have the feeling no one would have batted an eye if we'd had breakfast naked downstairs in this place," he smirked. Nudity was definitely not an issue at Wolf Haven. "But I definitely know what you mean." Because Sigmund was just more comfortable in his own house.
Taking Casey's duffel bag from off of his shoulder, Sigmund insisted on carrying everything. Maybe he liked showing off, or it just felt natural to him to do the physical work. Heading down the stairs, he blew past the kitchen, offering the barest of waves to whoever noticed him on the way out.
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