Kevin follows her, claws clicking upon tile as he goes. He means to head for the icebox, as he may well be able to get it open on his own. Instead, he winds up pausing to sniff everything in the kitchen. It is a fascinating place full of fascinating smells, and he didn't really get to enjoy the kitchen at home much. Raven was in there. Raven is a pretty good reason to not be in the kitchen.
He sniffs at the flowers on the table, and the cannisters on the kitchen counter -- he can see over both easily. He sniffs at the tea and the spice rack, lingering over these as he attempts to sort out all the individual scents, and then he sniffs at the salt and pepper shakers. These make him sneeze, and he's obliged to duck his head in some semblance of canine politeness until the fit is over. The tickle doesn't leave, however, and he plops his rear end down with a whump so that he can paw at his nose. Note to self: Do not stick nose in loose seasonings.
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He sniffs at the flowers on the table, and the cannisters on the kitchen counter -- he can see over both easily. He sniffs at the tea and the spice rack, lingering over these as he attempts to sort out all the individual scents, and then he sniffs at the salt and pepper shakers. These make him sneeze, and he's obliged to duck his head in some semblance of canine politeness until the fit is over. The tickle doesn't leave, however, and he plops his rear end down with a whump so that he can paw at his nose. Note to self: Do not stick nose in loose seasonings.