[ whether it's fortunate or not, vane is pretty thick-skinned when it comes to being resented for his rather liberal approach to nicknames. if anything, he was used to it, and so takasugi's glare is more or less given the same response as everything else. plus, it helps that vane is appropriately distracted...

by the stew. by the smell of it, he can tell the person has some skill with cooking. probably used to it. ... is one of the few things vane can discern. still, his stomach rumbles involuntarily and he swallows down hard before laughing nervously. ] Just so you know, I totally wasn't thinking of eating it or anything! [ but, by the sounds of it ...

takasugi already seems preoccupied. following suit, vane also decides to be more productive as he moves to one side of the bed. attempting too be thorough, he gets down on his hands and knees as he peeks beneath the main frame of the bed. mostly, it's just dust. ] But, uh yeah ... seems like they were here, but don't know if they come here a lot. That, or they hate cleaning. Granny would cry seeing this... [ he winces a little as he swipes at more dusty floorboards. nothing.

already feeling restless, he begins to try the other side... but it's here he steps on a more hollow sounding floorboard.

not that he really seems to notice... especially, as he already begins bending down for the other side... ]