[Klavier's eyes widen, gazing straight ahead at the street in front of him as if the whole thing had happened in such a flurry that he couldn't keep up. Apollo was suddenly off his bike and there were...no cries of happiness? No thanks? Not that he had a level of expectation but...he had to admit 'What!?' wasn't on his list of responses he expected.

Those eyes finally follow Apollo as he paces, head tracking him like a parrot as he goes back and forth flush to the sidewalk. Head turning with his whole body to follow as Apollo makes a loop around the bike.]

Herr Forehead--

[But no, Apollo has more to say, something about rent..]

Actually I was--

[Something about rushing it.]

I simply thought it'd be a good idea because of the circumstances. C'mon, what's there to worry about? I'll handle the rent, ja? I've been paying it fine for this long, after all.