Ey presses closer to his side, muscles tense in a way that suggests ey's trying no to shake. Ey doesn't like this. Even if it makes sense.

"Home sweet home," ey mutters, not quite sourly.

"-We can find somewhere else?" Marlene offers, looking at them, concerned.

He squeezes Ant's hand.

"We'll be okay."

It's a reassurance to Ant as much as to Marlene.

When he puts in the code – it's still the same – the gate opens for them, and they both proceed through the yard towards the front door.

Ey squeezes back, and stays plastered to his side as they walk in, the rest of the band following.

"This place was always too big," ey manages to sound almost normal. "So there's plenty of bedrooms to go around."

Shin gives a quietly pleased sound. "Think we all need a good night," he mumbles.

Ira's trailing some, unsettled and on edge. She (he, you freak) remembers the last time she was here. Still expects blood, and corpses and-

There's hand on her shoulder, suddenly.

"...you okay?"

She doesn't quite startle, rests her hand on his back in turn. "Memories," she says dismissively. "I'll be fine. We should all get to bed, huh?"

"...yeah. We'll figure out what to do with this place in the morning."

He hesitates, for a second, and then leans in and kisses her on the cheek.

She turns her head and kisses his forehead. Leans over to kiss Ant's head as well, takes the keys from his hand and steps over to open the door.

She doesn't let herself pay that much attention to her surroundings, just enough that she knows they're clean, knows she isn't going to walk into anything.

"The studio still out back?" she asks, looking back to her siblings.

"Far as I know, yeah."

He knows she's slept on the couch in the control room more times than they can count. Better than having to sleep in here, for her.

Ira nods and...

"Sleep well," she says over her shoulder as she heads through the house towards the back.

"Alright, let's all get...somewhere approximating beds before some of us just keel over- Shin, no, you can't sleep leaning against the wall."

He lets go of Ant's hand briefly to take Shin's shoulders and steer him towards a room.

Shin grumbles, but lets himself be steered.

Ant follows close behind, grabbing Marlene's hand to tug her with them.

The others follow along as well.

"-Are these beds even made?" Ant asks abruptly.

“...should be. We’re not choking on dust or anything, and everything’s...”

He pauses.

“...clean.”

"-Did one of us hire a maid service or something? I don't remember doing that, but I do remember getting blackout hammered after we bought the place... Maybe the lawyer did it."

“I remember signing some stuff about the grounds. Might’ve been in there.”

"-I'm pretty sure there's some sort of saying about signing something a lawyer hands you without reading it?"

"Probably, but this guy helped us get emancipated. If he was going to fuck us over, he'd have done it then."

Ey waves a vague hand at the doors down the hall. "Have at. Sleep. We can figure out food in the morning. If all else fails: I'm pretty sure the wine cellar is still here."

"Wine is not a breakfast food, even if it is made of grapes."

"It is if you try hard and believe in yourself!"

He takes Ant's arm and leads em down towards their old room – well, it was his old room, but it might as well have been theirs.

Ey leans into him, half hanging on his arm.

(Behind them, the others disperse into room, all of them, somehow, avoiding Ira's old room.)

"We're gonna be okay, right?" ey mumbles when they're alone.

"...yeah. We're gonna be okay."

He strokes eir hair.