Harold had always been an excellent climber of many things. Not many chances did he have within his grasp to venture up along the side of a flat in an almost Spiderman fashion. All he was missing was the suit to be honest, and he'd fit the part quite well. Each foot and hand worked together accordingly, making sure that each movement counted in scaling up the side of the building. Any climbable surface came easy to him , which anyone could plainly see, especially if others knew him well enough. It was almost how he had entered Daphne's mansion through the window, except not in the manner his thoughts were racing. A bit of climbing there as well, but not as big as he had accomplished just a few moments ago. Truthfully, he wasn't sure how Veronica would react to his actions in the middle of the night. It could end up different amount of ways and emotions flooding out between them. Harold was only hoping that everything would be positive. He couldn't deny to himself any longer that he simply wanted to spend time with the beautiful woman. She captured his attention in ways that no one had in previously, which he hoped his choice in the early hours of the morning spoke in the same way as she had done to him easily.
As he held on to the ledges effortlessly, Harold had just enough time to gaze into the dark bedroom, before coming face to face with the woman that was obviously within his thoughts. Nose slightly pressed against the glass, he watched her stumble backwards on to the floor. A concern look spread across his facial features washed over him immediantly, which was enough to press the idea that Veronica had came to the window completely nude. As shagging entered his mind once again, Harold shook his head slightly to simmer that thought from forcing it's way to the front. Allowing a hand to press upon the window before him, he shifted a bit to see if she was okay from the fall, but the curtin had occupied most of the view. With a tilt of his head almost as though the simple action would give him a better view within the room before him, Harold looked on, wondering if it was a good idea to venture over in the middle of the night. He wanted to spend time with Kegg, but not scare the crap out of her at that time of day.
"Kegg?" he asked in a normal tone of voice as he pressed a hand on the surface before him. It hadn't been much longer that she emeraged and pulled the curtin off to the side once more. There, he had a much better view then before in a matter of minutes, even though he swore that the sheet hadn't been around her body a few moments ago. With a mischevious smile played along the corners of his lips, Harold moved his head forward and within her flat as Veronica had finally opened up the window for him. The expression across her own face had spoke in volumes. A detailed wtf look started directly at him a couple of inches away from him, however that wasn't enough for him to change his mind on being there. If anything, it was honestly making him yearn to be quite more closer with her.
A light chuckle exited his lips first, as he shifted his body just a tad bit to make sure that he had a good handle on the position upon the wall of the building. "It's a good way to get your attention, especially since it took you almost no time to open a up to me," he replied, quite proud of his climbing ability. Seriously, Harold was glad that he never listened to his mum when it came to ceasing climbing up a nearby tree for no reason at all. "But, you didn't have to get dressed for me. I like the look, Kegg." With a careful hand, he reached out just slightly and felt the fabric of the sheet that wrapped around the woman's body ever so slightly. It was just slightly odd that the thought of her nude a few moments ago had seemingly vanished from his thoughts already. Odd.