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Yuri chuckled. "Naw; you probably wouldn't fetch a good price. If you sell your self alive to some wacko collector of oddities, or have your hide stuffed ... now that might be worth a pretty penny ..." He ignored Kuro and got to work, letting the beast sleep. The sun crawled across the sky as he worked, and the thick-blooded Russian was sweating up a storm as the outside temperature rose. Wiping moisture from his forehead, he quickly moved to the shade, not one for summer heat let alone the temperature inside the greenhouse.

Soon enough he'd taken off his shirt, muscles clear underneath his slick skin as he finished with all of the number work. He checked his calculations, twice, only found a few mistakes, and then decided he was done with the marketing aspect so far. "Kuro, math's done," Yuri said, heading towards the house to drink a glass of water. Or a gallon.

Yuri had a cool glass of water pressed to his forehead by the time Kuro come in, his third glass. He'd already drank the other two, and was going to drink this one after a moment. But the Russian blinked bemusedly at the towel that appeared around his shoulders, and gatorade that also appeared because Kuro put it there. "Thank-you," the blond said, even if Kuro was silent and departing, and guzzled down all of the liquid in front of him. Man, he couldn't wait until Fall and Winter; then things would actually be at a comfortable temperature for him.

The meat the other grabbed made Yuri think of some nice fresh meat for himself, but decided to wait until it was dark, and cooler outside. Dieing of heatstroke wasn't exactly one of his goals. So, once done, he went upstairs to his room, looking for a thermostat. Once he found it, he set the machine working to cool his room down to a nice, brisk fifty degrees. Then he went to his bathroom to take a cold shower to lower his body temp and to get the sweat off. He didn't even bother with the hot water nob.

Yuri finished his shower after just basking in the cold for a while, heavily enjoying it. Though, eventually he had to turn the icy water flow off and step out of the shower to towel himself off. It was nice to be clean and he quickly got dressed, blond hair still damp. He took some free time to fully inspect his room, looking around. His curiosity almost tempted him into looking through the neighboring rooms to his own as well, but he was able to control himself and just head downstairs, finding Kuro eating. "Work all done?" the Russian asked before digging through the fridge, pulling out a steak of some sort and then nosing through the other cabinets to find a frying pan.

Yuri then burrowed through the pantry and such for more pots and pans along with cooking ingredients, as grabby as a hungry bear. Yuri was aiming to make some family-recipe stir-fry food, with chopped bits of meat along with several other things to eat. He wondered where the wizard and gardener were, though he supposed the gardener was gardening and the wizard was doing ... wizardly things.

Yuri was busy cooking, stirring and frying his meat and such, but still raised an eyebrow when he heard laughter. What was so funny? Sure, it was more of a snicker than anything else, but it still made the Russian curious. Yuri remained silent though, not feeling like asking. Private jokes were usually just that: private. Though the blond was a little surprised when he found the 'ruler' of the mansion peaking over his shoulder, tongue going in and out curiously. He didn't react to Kuro's sudden retreat though, besides chuckling and asking: "What, do I have something on my face? Come closer; this is just a little something my dad would often whip up when we were out hunting. It's warm, filling, and totally satisfying to eat. It's stir-fry, but he likes to call it 'everything fried.'" Yuri smiled as he spoke.

"Don't worry so much. I'm not a little girl, and I don't scare easily. Besides; you're way better looking than that grizzly that tried to tear my head off last hunting season. No joke." The Russian stirred his meal a little more, then turned off the heat to let it all cool a moment before looking at Yuri. "You could have some if you want. There's enough for both of us."

Yuri caught the reptile's look out of the corner of his eyes, but only gave a tiny smile. It was fun to catch those little things people didn't realize they were giving away ... Like that time he 'burrowed' that conveniently-placed sports car ... Good times, good times. Yuri did laugh when the other called him odd, but was respectfully smiling at the other's shock at his offer of food. The Russian dished out the food for both of them, then cleaned his dishes before sitting down to eat. Which he did ... like a starving dog. The blond really could pack the food away, but then again looking at his size that wasn't very surprising. When he'd finished, Yuri sat back with a sigh, patting his muscled stomach. "Just like Pa makes ..."