Shawn turned another shade of red when Sepiroth pointed out he'd been sort of out right staring at him. He turned away and tried to find a way to distract himself, but all he could think to do was clean. It wasn't as if the place was in horrible disarray but it could use a little tidying here and there. He glanced over as he was very carefully setting the bear down where it had been before, then moving about to at least make it easier for the older boy to start cooking, though to be honest, he wasn't sure where a damn thing in the kitchen was to start bagging things up, or putting them away. So a curiosity took over, stopping the cleaning as he began to look around, his nose and head disappearing into cupboards and spaces to see what was there. And with show of some normalcy a boy should possess, he was soon climbing onto the counter, ignoring his pain as he scouted the top of the cupboards. Upon seeing which, he struck a face.<br/><br/>"Ew, it's gross up here. Layers of dirt and a think bugs. Give me something to clean with. I need to get this, I have to get this." He told him, turning to hold a hand out as the other pressed to the cupboard to help keep his balance. As soon as supplies were in his hand, or in the dirt, he turned back to clean. It was an interesting thing, Shawn cleaning as he spoke, all evidence of his stutter disappeared. "Father couldn't take care or himself if he tried by the way... I don't know how he and Leo will adjust without me there, I do everything. Except for his homework, and fathers job, whatever it is." He told him, opening a cupboard to get a grip on a shelf as he put effort into a scrub. He was on his toes just to see.<br/><br/>"Father provides a bed, I do everything and follow the rules, then I can keep the bed. I look like my mother, she's..." A frown creased his brow, and what almost looked a pout came across his lips, but as he spoke it became easy to see he was trying to impersonate his own father " 'shes gone boy, never coming back so damn best get to doin' her work, if we had you for anything, lookin' like her as you do, its ter do her job, so do it.' At least, that's what he's always said." His face had relaxed and he opened the next cupboard before he was edging over, wobbling rather dangerously as his right heel slipped off the edge, nearly making his topple backwards. He somehow managed to stay standing, instantly going back to cleaning, he paused suddenly as a thought struck him "Wait," he turned to looked down at Sepiroth "did you say I could decorate the room?" He asked him, looking as though this idea was previously foreign to him. "Like, posters and pictures? Like Leo's room? Anything I want? Like, if I wanted to take a handful of paint and huck it a random wall to make splatter's, I could do that?" He frowned, screwing up his face in almost a pouting thoughtful look "I don't think I'd actually throw paint at the wall, but technically speaking if that was decorating to me, you'd let me do that?"