It's not too long after the sun drops that there's a knock at the door.

Stocke doesn't actually wait for Rin to open it, only enough seconds that there's a comfortable pause of warning - before stepping through. Literally through the door. He might have learned a bad habit or two from being a shade...

The first thing Stocke's eyes fall on is Rin - he nods in acknowledgement, but his eyes dart over the rest of the interior before the tendrils on his back go from stiff to smooth.

He draws closer to the counter, eyes glowing brighter as he sees the containers. Seems like he think they'll work.

"Mana promised you a safe place?"