Feckin' heck!!

sheol: he shook his head throwing a knife at AriV. "No thanks, I'm perfectly happy with the mansion that I own and take care of. I need to be here to look over sales."

Pfft- helllo~ I'm doing pretty good!! How are you??

Doing pretty good!!

George: “Well worry less you big dummy hot goofball!!” George sighed before flopping on top of Lucas.

Ariv: “Did you just-” Ariv spoke glancing at where the knife had hit the wall, having narrowly almost been hit by him before back to Sheol- “Did you just try to murder me? Now Sheol, that’s incredibly rude and I would suggest you do not do that again.” Ariv paused for a minute, looking up slightly as he seemed to oddly be in deep thought. “Well, what is something you would want then?”

Sheol: he rolled his eyes seeming to not care what Ariv had to say whatsoever. "You try to be threatening. Yet I'm not threatened. I'll do what I want when I was so long as I'm in my home. I have everything that I could ever need here."

George: “Too bad!!” George grumbled, sticking his tongue out at Lucas playfully.

Ariv: “You thought I was threatening you?” Ariv chuckled politely as if a friend told him a mildly funny joke. “I don’t threaten. At best I warn others, but just now I was barely even jesting!” Ariv let out a long sigh before looking down at the two dolls. His feet shifted as if he was about to leave before he stopped. “I know it may be rude to pry, but if you were so content with what you have here, why do you continue to pester Alastor and others?”

Recas: he huffed flipping George off. "Well fuck you then!!"

George: “Hmmmm…,” George mumbled before resting his head on his. “I think I am gonna fall asleep now…! Goodnight!~”

Ariv: Ariv didn’t seem shocked much by this information. “I might have gotten into the wrong timeline again…,” Ariv mumbled to himself before speaking up. “Well thank you for your mild hospitality and answering my questions. I’ll be going now.” With that, Ariv turned to the door and opened it once again.

Sheol: he huffed turning back to his desk and opening the book again to read. The door creaked open, he didn't seem to be exiting the same way he entered.