The kettle screeched with readiness and Rey turned to shut it off. Grabbing a clean mug, he poured the boiling hot water and drank. Ah, refreshing. Leaving the kettle on the stove top, he looked out the window and saw something stumbling around. _"Probably some drunk tryin' to get home."_ Uninterested, he went out of the kitchen with his water. Once more eyeing the tall, new stranger, he headed toward the staircase. He saw the spoon on the floor and picked it up, handing it to Karaiyak before going up the stairs. It was too early to deal with the new guy and it was a rare moment that he didn't feel the need to be aggressive. _"I hate Mondays."_