Jarvis stands there, the chaos of the living area before him. He had not thought of the concept of tidy vs. untidy before. But Jarvis did have an innate sense of what was efficient.
His eyes sweep around, categorizing the mess into sections. Then he bends carefully at the waist to pick up an item, a piece of laundry to start. It is slow going but soon everything not furniture is picked up and put away. It may not be the same type of organization Cynric would have done, but the place does look considerably neater. The boxes are stacked, the photo frames picked up to display on a counter, and Jarvis finds himself uncertain what to do with the stack of rumpled clothes.
He'll ask Cynric, that's what he will do. Jarvis balances the pile in his arms, carrying it towards the sounds of snoring in the bedroom. New as he is to the world, he does not knock but goes right in.
Strange to see Cynric not doing anything. Or was he doing something? This must be what sleep looks like. Jarvis sets down the laundry pile so he may observe better.
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His eyes sweep around, categorizing the mess into sections. Then he bends carefully at the waist to pick up an item, a piece of laundry to start. It is slow going but soon everything not furniture is picked up and put away. It may not be the same type of organization Cynric would have done, but the place does look considerably neater. The boxes are stacked, the photo frames picked up to display on a counter, and Jarvis finds himself uncertain what to do with the stack of rumpled clothes.
He'll ask Cynric, that's what he will do. Jarvis balances the pile in his arms, carrying it towards the sounds of snoring in the bedroom. New as he is to the world, he does not knock but goes right in.
Strange to see Cynric not doing anything. Or was he doing something? This must be what sleep looks like. Jarvis sets down the laundry pile so he may observe better.