Kellan heard and saw more then anyone gave him credit for, but he pretended at ignorance. He just wanted to make sure he wasn't going to end up broken somewhere. The Saints may fuss about it, but he'd be dead. "Oh. Finally. Well I figured opening the door was the least I could do."
"Fairy cats do." He grinned and took another sip. "Besides, the Greek left it. Beware Greeks and gifts is all fine and well except when they are rally good wine. Ginger or Blondie may either forget or get into it themselves and I didn't feel like sharing."
He set his feet back on the table and leaned back in the chair. "feel free to go find Blondie. I'm not bothered if you don't feel like keeping me company. I have wine and tuna. I'm fine."