Kosuke could hear something being said in the background, but as his arm was over his ears in order to hide himself from danger, the words were muffled beyond comprehension. He felt a sensation like being grabbed and was soon aware that he was being pulled out of his sacred hiding spot. He was barely conscious of a sound like a cat's hiss escaping his lips as he fumbled to grab the bed post and pull himself back under. Unfortunately, he misinterpreted the distance and grabbed at nothing but air.<br/><br/>The room spun and twisted around him again as he was rotated into a sitting position. Being set down on the crate was an experience something like crash landing on a boat in the middle of a storm in his drunken state, and he though he might vomit again. Somehow he held it in though.<br/><br/>If not for the hands gripping him, he surely would have dropped back to the floor like a sack of rocks. He was so woozy he had to rely entirely on the hands to keep him upright. The face in front of him was distorted and he couldn't make out who it might be. Just looking at the six blurry heads rotating like that made him feel seasick. "Am I in trouble or something officer?" Escaped his mouth in slurred tones. If he'd been thinking properly, that probably wouldn't have been what he said, but his mouth had nothing to direct it and was just saying the first idiotic statements that came to mind.