Soubi tucked his legs to his chest as Ritsuka scrambled away from ... whatever it was that was claiming the couch and acting like it didn't see him and his sacrifice. The blond stood up, pulling the shorter boy off the couch and to the side as a second 'person' walked through and straightened a crooked picture frame.

"I... I don't know," Soubi mumbled, equally as wierded out by the entire thing as Ritsuka. "Maybe... maybe we should get our things and... We shouldn't stay here. Not with them around."