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The interior of his house was much like Signi's. The walls were covered in white bookshelves. They even extended for a single shelf over the doorways and windows, and the windows had two shelves below them as well.
But this place had no room for knick-knacks. And the only light which was on was a reading lamp situated to shine down on the lap of whoever was sitting in the most comfortable chair by the fire. It was a recliner, and judging by the burnt orange and brown color of the upholstery, I guessed it dated back to the 70s.
The man carried Mjolner over to that chair. He poked the fire in his fireplace back to life before settling down in the recliner. He pushed the lamp back so that its light wasn't shining directly in the cat's eyes. Then he calmly scratched all around Mjolner's
