[The selfies are coming next; it was the Roxy-ness that caught him, the familiarity that wasn't something familiar with home. He does pick up the mummified hand.]

Dead shit is weird. You have no place to criticize Rose's Gothic bent when you literally have dead things in your room.

[Seriously. He does go over to the pictures next. The first one catches his interest, of course. By the second, there's the hint of a smile. By the third the smile is really there, and before he hits six he has started laughing hysterically.

THESE ARE SO FUNNY TO HIM why is he like his brother too much]