[Jimmy, being who he is, is none the wiser. He doesn't seem to recognize Schuldig at all, much less recall any previous conversation he might have had with him. So he nods with a crooked grin, revealing a missing tooth there. Either he's had an accident recently, or....well, something else explains that oddity there, because how often do you find teenagers still losing their baby teeth?

He nods in agreement and runs his hand over the top of Leader's head, pushing his ears back as his hand travels down the back of his neck. As usual, he can feel static popping between his fingers as he parts the hair there, but he doesn't get shocked or anything beyond that.]

Mhm, yeah! I hope he's doing okay, now that I think about it...I don't think I've ever left him home alone this long.

[Cerbee's a good dog, really, but he can get...destructive, if left to his own devices.]