As promised, I've been working on the kitchen, Selene. The support structures need work, otherwise the entire area might as well cave in, and I'm going to have to tear up a lot of the flooring because it doesn't seem entirely stable. I want to get the okay from you before I start working. And a bit of a financial nudge.
Maybe I'll get back into my old job while I'm here. I could certainly use the money.
And it seems as though no one is on the hunt for me. I'm hardly a wanted a man. Does that mean that I didn't exist here prior to my arrival?