-- Dude it's okay, I'm sorry too. ;____; ♥ Feel free to have her get mad and yell if Vasi becomes too overly awkward btw!
Vasiliy is by Sunny!
The dark-hued Russian was glad to follow the woman into her dwelling. His pale blue eyes appraised its innards carefully, sweeping from one wall to the next. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he was quite pleasantly surprised by the workshop. It was large and held plenty of space, and was rather neatly organized -- at least in Vasiliy's view, anyway. He had no sense of organization and was prone to scattering whatever wherever. Dropping things he was done with was a customary behavior for Vasiliy within his own abode -- and it was always a point of contention between himself and his family in Russia.
Vasiliy's eyes widened as Hotaru went for the opening mechanism, and even jumped a little as the garage door started. There was a great lot of noise, but the cool breath of fall air entering the dusty garage was wondeful. He didn't think the dust was for a lack of cleaning, but a natural consequence of occupying a place that had sat twenty-odd years unused. His own place was much the same; there were corners with mouse-holes he'd never be able to fix completely. That door work -- amazing, he said, shaking his head. You did it? It seemed to Vasiliy everything Hotaru did was twice as amazing due to her condition, but he would have been just as impressed with a sighted canine rigging as large a door to open with so little effort. I will remove, he said happily. Maybe someone burn wood for fire, yeah? He took a few steps toward the wood and gathered as much as he could.
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