[Cross Fox] Uninvited Dinner Guests

Ravi was frantically mopping the floors as Yoka paced around the kitchen. He mopped quickly and efficiently, showing he had done this before. He squeaked when Yoka yelled, nodding.

He continued to mop, cleaning the floor under the table, easily getting under it with his small frame. The teen was shaking as he ran back and forth afraid to say anything. "P-P-plumbing..." He said quietly, not daring to make eye contact with Yoka.

Ravi shakily pointed towards the bathroom door. He didn't dare say anything, he just kept mopping. He was desperately trying not to make eye contact with Yoka.

Though if she could say anything positive about the boy it would be this.

He was pretty good at mopping.

Ravi shivered at the coldness of her tone.

"N-N-nobody was ever up here the first few t-times..." He answered meekly.

He'd finished the floor, and was now trembling in the corner. It was spotless, seemingly clean enough to eat off of.

Ravi nodded his head shakily. Maybe...Maybe if he was honest she wouldn't hurt him..

"Y-yes...P-pipes are harder to f-find, but I use them wh-when I c-can't get into other b-buildings..."

His voice was shaky, but he was managing to form coherent words at least. The ratboy nodded at her other question. He'd used pipes to get into a few other clubs in the areas that had good security systems.

Ravi nodded hesitantly, slowly meeting Yoka's gaze. He felt that if she was potentially going to spare him, he should try to make himself look meek, smaller than her.

"I..I c-can...Wh-where?"

Did she...did she want him to steal? Ravi didn't want to admit it, but that gave him some hope.