"Ahhhhhhhhh geeze-"

It's a hushed curse- muttered, flustered, and absolutely a bit embarrassed. Katsuya didn't plan on walking in on someone's memorial chat, and go figure, he sure as heck just did. Awkwardly, he keeps himself from dropping the candle he had ready- large, white, with a few different marks cut into it for good measure- and stumbles back a step or two to look away.

"Er- no rush man, I just..." Dammit. "...Didn' realize someone was still settin' up at this one, I guess..."