"Oy..." he groaned, "I'm being held prisoner by Tweedledee and Tweedledum..."<br/><br/>He cast his gaze around the room, his eyes missing nothing. The window seemed to lead out onto some sort of roof or balcony. he could use that to get away. It didn't look like they were higher than the second, maybe third floor. But from his position on the bed, he didn't have a good enough angle to tell for sure. In order to reach the door, he'd have to hobble past the girl and her addle-minded boyfriend. No. His best bet was to appease them, wait for them to turn their backs, and flee. For now... as horrible as the prospect seemed, he was stuck.<br/><br/>Then her words registered, and he turned a shocked gaze on her. "You... you really mean that, don't you?"<br/><br/>He blinked in absolute amazement. She was a total stranger. Yet she had no ulterior motives for bringing him into her home like this. Astonishing. How very naive of her... perhaps he could use that flaw to his advantage...