Guess who else has stayed outside? Mostly out of visceral terror of letting anyone mess with their brain, but still. They're good at this sort of thing, guarding and protecting. They'd been doing short patrols around the inner space, where the bodies are safe, but they've been trying to stick close and not attract attention.

So they hear the challenge and come running to join Natsuno, both knives out: one made of bone, and one clearly borrowed from the kitchen. "Oh, great," they grumble. "Looks like they found us."