[Stein takes a long drag of his cigarette, burning it down to the filter. As he's exhaling smoke into the air just outside the front of the house, he's also silently searching through it with his wavelength. Beyond himself and his allies, he can't sense anything nearby.]
No. It's empty.
[Not what he was hoping for, honestly, but that didn't mean it wasn't worth investigating further. He casually flicks the butt of the spent cigarette to the ground and quashes it under a stitched boot.]
no subject
No. It's empty.
[Not what he was hoping for, honestly, but that didn't mean it wasn't worth investigating further. He casually flicks the butt of the spent cigarette to the ground and quashes it under a stitched boot.]
Let's go in.