Rhett nodded at each of theirs answers as he finished off the rest of his cereal and headed to the sink to rinse it out.
"Rhett. Nice to meet you all," he smiled easily, glancing up briefly to meet each of their eyes.
At Kiley's question, he shook his head. "My watch is supposed to keep track of the date. I specifically remember it being the September 16th, but now it's stuck on January 1st." He shrugged, before turning off the faucet and flicking off the excess water on his utensils. He pulled open the door of the dishwasher and slipped them both in.
"I'm gonna get a head start on checking out the town. If I don't come back by dinner time, assume I've been beamed up onto their UFO," he laughed. ...Maybe he shouldn't joke about that shit, but he wasn't really sure what was and wasn't likely anymore. UFOs were better than blood cultists, probably?
"I'll see you guys later," he waved as he back pedaled out of the kitchen.