Seeing the two townhouses in the midst of so many others that are looking quite derelict only gives him more questions.

When Fjord leaves him alone in the bathroom, Percy just stands there for a long moment. He doesn't know if the way his head spins is from everything that's happened since he hit the water, or the growing realization that Vax might be alive, or... some consequence of moving between planes that is just now kicking in. He runs his hand over his face and uses the sink for support. He doesn't know how long he stays like that, eyes closed and brows pinched together. But, eventually, he comes out of it and starts to undress.

As much as he might want to linger, he stays jsut long enough to scrub the salt off his skin and out of his hair, to warm up after his plunge into a still-cold sea. He finds the clothes outside the bathroom door and they fit, for the most part. He gathers up his holster and the belt holding the rapier, slinging both over his shoulder before he heads back down to find Fjord. He follows the sound and smell of cooking.

"You don't need to go through all this trouble."