She looked at Chase and shook her head slightly. Kiley was fine with Chase fetching tea for Reginald, but she sort of wished he wouldn't leave. It wasn't that Kiley was afraid of Reginald, no that wasn't it at all. But Chase seemed to be more at ease in this situation, and frankly, she didn't think he would come out and say the wrong thing.
So she scooted over a little on the couch in case he changed his mind and wanted to sit. Either way, Kiley returned her attention on Reginald. "Sorry. I guess he's not a psycho. Not in the slasher sense." She made a knife stabbing motion. "But more like... he's a jerk. Bully. Asshole. Whatever adjective you want to use. They locked him up in town, they being Cecilia and Oliver and, well, I guess the house majority. And then they, being the powers that be, opened up another floor with like, jail cells and everything. So that's where he is now." Kiley paused. "Where were you?"