[Yuuri nods, the weirdness from before pushed to the back of his mind for the moment. He moves through the house to start adjusting the thermostats so that at least the temperature stays even throughout. Makkachin is clacking after him, licking at his hand whenever he slows down enough, just trying to get Yuuri to lighten up a little bit. He really is just like his owner in that regard.

Once the rounds have been made and Yuuri has retrieved his sweater to be able to hide in it, he heads out to the sitting room to curl up in the arm of the couch, his new phone plugged into the charger it had come with.There still isn't a signal, but it's better than being in the red with his battery life.]