[He's quick enough to guess that "interact" means all sorts of things, good and bad. Clayton didn't say no, after all. Besides, he's the sort to assume danger until proven otherwise. One of those lessons learned early on that was never really refuted.]
So you're the type to pass out in alleyways, and touch unknown ghosts in another realm to see what they do, huh.
[He turns down a little neighborhood road and makes his way to one of the homes - quiet, neat, well-maintained. Heather must have gone to bed already, but she's left the porch light on for him. Kind of her. He manages to get his key out of his pocket, but then offers it to Wangji who isn't currently carrying someone draped over a shoulder.]
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So you're the type to pass out in alleyways, and touch unknown ghosts in another realm to see what they do, huh.
[He turns down a little neighborhood road and makes his way to one of the homes - quiet, neat, well-maintained. Heather must have gone to bed already, but she's left the porch light on for him. Kind of her. He manages to get his key out of his pocket, but then offers it to Wangji who isn't currently carrying someone draped over a shoulder.]
Mind getting the door?