Klaus looks around, shrugging at the mention of how cluttered the room is. “Our room isn’t that much better. Nobunaga has way too many knives stashed around the room. But not in places I can apparently hurt myself on because apparently that’s something to think about.”

Which is probably fair. Klaus would be the one to accidentally stab themself on a knife. It’s mostly because the self preservation bar is under the ground and having to think about dying when you just come back doesn’t actually make a human that cares if they die as much as they should.

They spot the kittens. “There’s so many cats. Have you gotten more? Or did I just zone out of how many you had?”