He thought he was already being secretive enough, quietly blending into the background amongs the refugees and taking his leave silently. Apparently not though; the demon boy was behind him as the reclusive Robert was unpacking his stuffs. Well, for his reclusiveness, he didn't actually have a lot of problems with having someone else inside his house. If one were to be mindful, the house did seem to be designed for more than one person, like the large bed, two chairs next to a decorative helix structure model, etc. 

[color=0054a6]"A few years, yes. Some poor salesman couldn't wait to get rid of this place, but one didn't know how to clean it up."[/color] He replied, as he turned around. [color=0054a6]"Just don't bother the machines. The rest feel free to crash." [/color]

Robert was recharging some of the machines in the room like the heaters or the clock, which had been running quite low on power for a week now - any later and the clock would need to be recalibrated - when Dexter asked about the board he had there. On the contrary to the rather casual and non-interested tone he had earlier, Robert's tone suddenly grew a bit more excited that someone took an interest in it. He walked to Dexter and stood right next to the board. [color=0054a6]"It's a game. A very tactical game, you take turns and move your pieces in a way to capture this piece here."[/color] He pointed at the tallest piece on the board with a cross above it. [color=0054a6]"Each of these pieces have their own movement rules. I can give a quick crash course if you want."[/color]