Looking to the male as he had left and shut the door and went down the hall, pulling open a side door he reached in and pulled out a crate. Dragging the three foot seven tall crate he grunted and stopped soon and began to just lean on the crate as he gripped it with a hand. Vanishing he huffed when he came into view again, James growled as he walked around before seeing movement. His monitors showed Kinjo moving. With a turn of his heel the NightTerror walked over to the screens to sit in his chair, picking up his headphones then turned the volume up. Listening to the soft noise and crackle the microphone picked up till he heard the voice of his captive. He chuckled softly as his head shook, "So cute." James snickered. The NightTerror was glad he scared the boy and what was more was that he had a plot to make Kinjo have a light doubt about anything. Soon as he saw that Kinjo was fully asleep he got up and looked to the crate. Grinning he picked up a note then read it before grabbing the crate again. He and it vanished and came into the hall. He left the crate there before appearing by Kinjo with a thick blanket he sat down and places it over the teen and curled up by him after removing Kinjo's shirt. He cuddled close to Kinjo, but unlike Jason his body temperature was different. Probably a lot more warm.