He can’t just leave the house like this, doing that just isn’t possible on his part. Everything had to be in perfect order, leaving even when a picture was tilted ever so slightly would eat away at him, slowly killing him on the inside.
Going now was not an option.
“Patti, you know just as well as I do that I can’t just leave the house out of order. Leaving can wait just a bit longer.”
Eyes darting around the room, she processed every bit of disorderliness that her trained eye could find. Only after living with someone like him would she have developed such a skill, necessary as it was for her meister to function.
In only a split second, she managed to dart around the room at impossible speeds, readjusting things here and moving things over there. A certain candle struck her as being not just-so exactly in the middle of a coffee table, and she stuck her tongue out while she fixed what could’ve been the ultimate mistake.
❝ There you go! Check real quick, and then we’re outta here! ❞