Dagen came in bearing a non standard wooden crate, but thankfully with handles even if they were rope handles. It was also heavy and he grunted with the effort. Thankfully the doors recognized him and opened automatically. Fumbling with a knob or something with that would have been .. humorous. “Reia!” he called out even as he rested the crate on the edge of the couch as he looked for a place to put it. “Care package from home! Both homes apparently. I’m guessing it was your gran’s idea for the .. container.” Settling on the floor next to the couch he sat leaning on the arm of the couch as he looked at it. The short note for it on the top read, “Care Package.” and was signed by both Dagen’s parents, his eccentric aunt, and Reia’s grandparents. He could only imagine what was inside.
- Dagen