There was a short pause as Wash tried to figure out what the actual fuck Nepeta was talking about and failed.

"No," he replied flatly, mind already on other things. So putting the crayons back had been a good thing, and something - maybe the mansion itself, maybe something else entirely, who even knew - was showing its approval. But why? All they'd done was put something back where it belonged.

Wait a minute.

"Stay here," he said, heading towards the door. "I'm going to go test something."