Saul stared at her for a moment, then turned away, absentmindedly going to his closet and just staring into it while muttering things to himself. "One of my classmates... is now basically a zombie... I have two magical women in my apartment and I nearly got attacked by an imp... thing..." Out of nowhere, he knocked his head on the doorframe a few times, chanting "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming."<br/><br/>Once his forehead was beet red, he realized that this was not a rotten-chinese-food-induced hallucination; it was real. It was all real. He clapped his hands together, more to wake himself up from his delusional state than to get Mikki's attention. "Alright, you can get the couch and I'll sleep in that cozy pile of clothes in my room." He grabbed a pillow and blanket and set it out on the couch.