Shinko giggled, “Well come on in! The dining table’s just over this
way. You two can grab a seat and Falcon’ll have food for us in no time!”

“Settle
down, Shinko,” Crystal warned the Toon girl, watching as Shinko ran
over to grab herself a seat. The dark haired woman let out a small sigh,
looking back down at the ink blobs. “Just to let you two know, Falcon’s
not much of a talker around strangers. So if it seems like he’s
ignoring you…try not to take it personally?”

From the dining
table, Shinko kicked her feet idly as she glanced over towards the
kitchen area, where Falcon was putting together a variety of sandwiches
and a platter of parmesan truffle fries. While the dark eyes of Falcon’s
mask focused on the task at hand, the blank white eyes that formed on
the hair-like portion of his head managed to catch a glimpse of the
arriving ink blobs. Though he showed no signs of it outwardly, knowing
that unexpected guests had arrived, and complete strangers at that, made
him feel a little more nervous.

The Repairman and Marie cheerfully followed Shinko into the house, nodding as Crystal explained.

When they clambered onto their seats, however, the Repairman spotted Falcon, and his eyes widened in surprised recognition. He decided against reminding him (if he was awkward around strangers, that would make it worse), but he remembered one Halloween where he was dressed as a tombstone…

Instead, he smiled alongside Marie, who was idly looking around.

“So…” she said, turning to Shinko, “…um…you mentioned blasting the Wall…with a rifle…?”

“More common than you’d think,” the Repairman said, absently. “Besides, don’t even know if she did that…”

The paint spatter seemed to ignore that comment, as she was too busy trying to take this all in. A human(oid), a demon, and their Chibi/Toony child, who knew her way around firearms? This was a really neat family!