Kryner smiled as he patted his chest, "Thanks I learned it from my dad when he was bigger than me." He told her and Synder groaned,<br/>"Oh my God that man and his beard, I will give him this, he kept it clean and trimmed. No food, no spit marks, nice well maintained which is all I can ask of you if you start to grow it out." Kryner held his hand,<br/>"I assure you mama I just forgot to shave yesterday is all, and this little patchy scruff took a week to turn into this." He assured the girls as he stood up to go actually shave his face.<br/><br/>Seymour was a handy little plant even if Kryner didn't want to admit it, the self-preservation instinct actually lent to the play keeping the fires stoaked as to not let the house freeze as long as Kryner had firewood in the furnace room Seymour would load the fires making it easier for him to simply sleep through the night whenever he had the chance. Lydia was getting pretty active all week she was shadow walking and she was getting pretty noisy at night.