Appearing in the apartment, a sigh escaping, Jeremiah wiggled fingers in greeting at Kaji (who seemed to pick up on the time that he appeared and was waiting).
"Still," he said in a low voice, "no sign of your owner." A glance around was given for the bonsai sprout, expecting it to be asleep underneath it's tree as he had often found it.
Blade Kuroda
<___<;; one crappy start go!