The words were tricky but Caleb eventually got them - the head bob didn't hurt, either. He close the door gently and then tossed the lock as well. Caleb moved further into the room and didn't glance around much. If you'd seen one room, you'd practically seen them all, but Teddy's smelled nice and Caleb was pretty sure the teen had cleaned it up for him.
He smiled and settled onto the bed, one leg under the other so his foot could rest on the floor. Once Teddy began signing, Caleb tried to keep up. [Good. Showered.] He signed, then pointed to his hair. [Worked on car. Got dirty.] While it seemed a little stunted, Caleb realized he was mouthing the words as well, wondering if that was a good thing or a bad thing to do. Hopefully Teddy would let him know.
[How R U?] He asked in return, signing the actual letters, curious if that was allowed.