Oriel closed his eyes as he always did, out of habit, when Apparating. His stomach lurched, like it was caught on a hook, and his whole body was dizzy for a moment, equilibrium thrown, before he got it back.
When he opened his eyes they were in Kevin's flat. And even if ti was messy, it didn't bother him as all.
He smiled his thanks as Kevin helped him with his coat, and unwound his scarf as well before peeking further into the flat, and looking around, before turning to Kevin to declare, "It's nice, I like it."