As Kyouya moved in, Sefton moved out. Using the wall, he pulled himself back and allowed the wheels to roll him about half a foot away. "Fine," he insisted. "Dandy."

Confusion and curiosity had been pushed aside when Kyouya moved closer. Now, all that remained was the desire to run and allow himself a moment to properly freak out before shoving the incident into the dark corner of his mind where the rest already waited. Shaking his head, he once more added, "I have to go."