Kariya wasn't thinking much about it either, to be honest. He'd been dead (well, in that strange state of undeath that all Reapers were in) for so long, he didn't really feel a difference anymore.

Kariya pulled a hair tie from his pocket and put his hair into a loose pony tail in order to get the orange mop out of his eyes. "Art supplies, huh? THis couldn't have waited until the afternoon?" He knew the answer was of course, no. Sho had already been up for three hours at this point, he'd wager.