It had been quite a while since the wanderer had set foot in the massively monstrous mansion, but he had one hell of an assumptive nature. Once a guest, always a guest, right"

He could only hope that Lil was in, or that Ren had nothing but fond memories for him.

His tan was a deep as ever, and a grin adorned his slightly stubbled face as bright blues looked out upon the gate of the estate. He walked up to the speakerbox and tapped it all over.

"Uh, dudes" It's Khuna! Anyone, like, home? It's freezin' out here!"

And thus began his reassimilation into Rhy'din proper.

A crazy ride, to be sure.

He stood at the gate for what seemed like an eternity.

It was actually a good four and a half minutes when he snapped out of his 'I'm waiting for something and time's gong slow' daze.

When he did, he whipped out his ukulele from its holster upon his back, plopped down in the snow against the poll of the squawkbox, and began to play. His melody was light, fluffy even. It filled the air around him with the feel of the ocean and the warmth(not literal, but that tingly warmth of happy) of the sands on a sunny day. He breathed in the air deeply, now that it had lost some of its bite, and waited.

"Ooooh Lil-dude; when ya gonna get to that damn gaaate" Ooooh Lil-dude; why ya gonna make my fro-zen ass waaait?"

He continued making up something along those lines, and soon lost track of time.

Such is the way of Khuna, after all.

When the car pulled up, he grinned and re-holstered his ukulele. He removed it from his back, and got himself up onto his feet. With a light chuckle to her words, the beach-wanderer shot her a winning smile before speaking in response.

"Lil-dude, waiting is the last thing I'm gonna make you do. Righteous ride!"

He slipped into the passenger side with a "Wooooooah...." and looked around. He almost wanted to take it all apart and put it back together again. But he could keep himself from doing it. Maybe....For now....

He chuckled to himself again, and looked over to Lilith with a grin.

"Good ta see ya again, Lil-dude."

"Can't help it Lil-dude, s'who I am. Driftin', hittin' up new places an' checkin' out old ones." He spoke wistfully, despite the fact that he'd probably never see any of the old ones again.

When the car came to a halt, Khuna slipped out of the car and grinned up at the place. He held his holstered ukulele at his side, and didn't strap it back on as he trekked towards the place.

"Can we hit up the hot tub, Lil-dude? S'been like, forever since I had a killer soakin'." With that, he looked back and grinned that Khuna-grin of his. You know, the one that just made everyone want to party' That one.