Reis tried to pretend that the thumps and crashes he heard coming from down the hall were not happening at all. Maybe someone else would deal with it and he could remain in his bed, warm and clean. It very much sounded like his asha was throwing another fit and he was exhausted. Not so much physically tired as once again he was completely tapped on the energy to deal with anyone.<br/><br/>The scream wasn't anything he could ignore as much as he wanted to. No telling what trouble his new pet was causing, assumedly trying to get back outside, spooked by being alone. Reis was wearing soft wool pants and a loose linen shirt, untucked, dressed down for the night. It was parted halfway down the front, untied, but he didn't bother making himself look presentable before he swept out of the room to investigate, annoyance plastered to his face. Ezra's door was open.. Someone was already there, his cousin. His brows drew together, but Andras turned to him, hand scraping over his handsome face in exasperation.<br/><br/>“He's going to burn your home down if you don't watch him better,” Andras said, accusation in his tone. “He was throwing quite the fit.”<br/><br/>“Ezra!” Reis shouted, tired and angry that he was going through this again so soon. “I just mended your hand. What did you do now?” he demanded, then motioned him forward where he was crouched, dark tears streaming down his face. He went to sweep the coals off the wooden floors and back into their respective place in the stone fireplace.<br/><br/>“Come here,” he said, wanting to look at what he'd managed to do. Andras continued to stand there, watching, Reis jumping to the conclusions easily enough. Perhaps his new pet wouldn't be worth all this trouble after all. If Reis wasn't making proper use of the asha and taking him to his bed then why put up with this sort of thing?<br/><br/>“You either lock them up where there isn't anything they can get to or you take them to bed with you and put them to task,” Andras said. “Reis, I swear, you are impossible.”<br/><br/>“Oh, it is good that you are here now, cousin, to instruct me what to do with my household,” Reis snapped, his words irritable. “Good thing too that you came upstairs when my asha was throwing a fit.” Though Reis didn't say anything out loud, he wasn't stupid. He remembered the way he and Andras had been as children, his cousin breaking the things Reis had fawned over. It probably wasn't anything like that at all but Reis still didn't fully trust that man. He didn't think Andras had hurt Ezra outright but maybe he was thinking Reis would ask Andras to look after him for the night. He would not. Andras got his way in most things but he'd meant it when he said that Ezra was not an option for his greedy cousin.<br/><br/>“Do not direct your frustrations out on me,” Andras said mildly, watching what his cousin would do. He expected he'd drag Ezra downstairs, back into one of his containment cages. Reis was tipping Ezra forward now to look at the damage done to his back, scowling at the burned flesh. To his credit, Ezra<i>hadn't</i>left the room. Just caused trouble within it.<br/><br/>“Ezra,” Reis said in exasperation, though his anger had softened somewhat at the asha's obvious upset. He'd been scared of something. Likely the shadow beings he'd been on about. It had been quiet for a little while. Reis had gotten a nice long soak in a hot bath. He thought the peaceful night might continue.<br/><br/>“Get up. Let's go,” he instructed, fingers gentle beneath Ezra's elbow. He knew part of this was his own fault, trying to push Ezra to the side as much as possible.<br/><br/>“You really should consider selling him if you do not want him,” Andras put in.<br/><br/>“I know this, Andras,” Reis snapped. He was not someone who appreciated another person giving him advice on what was best for his pets.