It was absolutely correct that he found odd things entertaining as he was one who could be easily entertained from time to time depending on what it was .He only smiled when the question was given to him. â€œThere are a lot of things I find entertaining, so it all depends, what is considered entertainment differs from person to person. Sometimes what I find entertaining some might call immature or obnoxious but I guess thatâ€™s for you to decide in the end.â€ His true colors were coming out a bit there. Womenâ€¦ alcoholâ€¦ that was just to name a few things that Thomas remembered kept him entertained before he died. Though now that he thought about it, prior to his death he was supposed to be a recovering alcoholic; from what he remembers that had not gone well and he still drank a bit. A lot of his memories were still pretty foggy and he didnâ€™t remember much but a few things stuck out to him at least. It was probably better off that way.<br/><br/>As they neared the canyon he immediately noticed the strong magic that radiated from it he assumed was to keep those who were unaware or could not use magic away. There was definitely an evil presence here as well and the fact that Sojo had said this was a safe place for people who did evil things told him that he would fit in here just fine. Like a curious child he silently looked around at all the various things that made up the city. There were a lot of shops and, like any city, a lot of people as well. But most importantly he could feel the evil here and it was quite welcoming. More welcoming than Hell had been, definitely. When he was alive he had not been aware that these sort of places existed, which went back to the place being masked so to speak. Maybe this was not where he had originally obtained that dark spell book.<br/><br/>He supposed that now he was resurrected he could have access to a lot of things so long as he abided by the rules and minded that he was bound to Sojo until further notice. To be honest, Thomas did not know much about blood magic at all but he knew that it was because of Sojoâ€™s blood running through his veins that he was even alive to begin with. He had meant what he said about shaking his hand and buying him a beer, even if the guy didnâ€™t drink beer, meaning that he would have to do something in return. That was how this sort of thing worked, right? At least that was what he learned growing up, the kind of lifestyle he had before he died. If you donâ€™t repay someone for doing something for you, well, it didnâ€™t end well at all.<br/><br/>Thomas was taken out of thought when he and Sojo approached a house. â€œNice place youâ€™ve got here if you donâ€™t mind me saying,â€ he commented with a grin. Looking to where Sojo pointed, he gave a nod, â€œAppreciate it, Iâ€™ll help myself.â€ He watched the man head into the kitchen to cook but honestly he was not that hungry anymore thanks to that apple.<br/><br/>Once he found the bathroom he stripped himself of those musty clothes that reeked of graveyard and death and adjusted the water to the temperature he liked. It has been so long since he has had a decent shower, this really felt nice aside from his body temperature still being a little lower than it should be. It made the warmth that the hot water created all the more comfortable for him, even made him a little sleepy as well. For awhile he stood there and let the water hit him before he actually took the soap and began cleaning himself. He felt like he needed to do some extra scrubbing to get everything off. The stench of death really was not something he wanted clinging to him while he was walking around, he would get it off as best he could if it was possible. On the other hand it might be easier to frighten people if it was still there.<br/><br/>Once he was finished he went into the bedroom Sojo had pointed out to him and fished around for the clothes that might be there. Once he found them he took the liberty of trying them on to see what suited him the best. It amazed him that there was a lot to choose from and it took him while to find something that he liked. There were a few things that stood out to him the most but he decided on keeping what fit the best. It was just a grey button down t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Simple enough, good for keeping a low profile while he recovered from this vulnerable state, as Thomas knew probably should not draw unwanted attention while he was here recovering. As much as he enjoyed causing mischief form time to time, he knew when he had to keep a low profile.<br/><br/>â€œFood smells good, Iâ€™ve never been much of a cook myself, though to be honest Iâ€™m really not that hungry anymore thanks to that apple. Just to throw that out there.â€ he said a few seconds after he headed into the kitchen. Crossing his arms he leaned against the wall while he observed Sojo. He knew just as little about Sojo as he did about him. Perhaps it was better off that way, ignorance was bliss as they said, however he knew that since they were bound to each other they should get better acquainted. â€œBy the way, just how long does this â€˜vulnerableâ€™ state of mine last? Iâ€™ve been curious about that ever since you brought it up.â€