It took him a moment to find all the evidence of Aoba inhabiting the space, longer still to realize the note was for him and finally get the nerve to have Ghost explain it. Blinking at the note, Declan felt himself smiling for no good reason. Shrugging it off, he folded the note into a small square, took it to his room and tucked it away in a drawer. It was another hour before he worked up the nerve to contact Aoba.

Waiting for the call to be picked up was something he wasn't at all accustomed to, but then the only time he used comms were the ones on duty and in the tower, which were really just radios.

"Hello? Aoba?" Declan's voice rumbled after a bit, silver eyes flicking side to side as though someone might listen in on his side. Only Ghost was there, however.

"I was...Checking in, I guess? I don't know. I'm checking to see if you need anything." He couldn't exactly say he didn't know what to do with himself. Maybe he should pick up another patrol? More money, after all. Not that he was anywhere near in need of it, but it would be nice to keep a steady income with two people in the home.

"Should I go to work? Are you alright, still?"