It's been ages since Dabi was last in a house where he had to take his shoes off and wear slippers. And while the slippers he sees at the door are too big for him, he understands what it means. To think it had been over ten years since all of that, and now here he was actually being respectful of someone else's place. Granted, he'd apparently do a lot more for Magne than he was willing to do for most others.

Toeing off his shoes, Dabi glanced around at the entrance. It felt like a normal home, something even when he was younger he didn't see often. Not when your old man liked the old fashioned shit.

"Oi!" He called into the rest of the house as he wandered in, making his way towards the lit doorway.