Katherine chuckled at her uncle. It was clear that the man was displaced in either space or time. But then, who wasn't in this place? And she had always enjoyed their friendly banter. It had become a comfortable routine, something you could rely on to pick up your spirit when it was struggling.
A smile tucked at her lips at Sif's words. "Nope, he does not. The same goes for cleaning," she said in a voice raising her voice loud enough to make sure that her uncle would hear. She pushed open the door and motioned for Sif to take the stairs.