Ciaran headed inside, kicking off his shoes before heading to the bathroom to wash his hands. Once the smell was off his hands, he walked over to the bedroom and began to change back into his red plaid pyjama pants and one of Reed's baggy Columbia tshirts. That he'd already put a big stain on.
"...Lyd...Lydia..." Ciaran called, looking around, frowning. "I...I don't know where my phone is..."