Fiametta looked up at the studious boy at the top of the stairs and then back to the stammering Brendan.  "Just how many 'roommates' do you have, Brandan?" she asked with a bit of a suspicious tone.<br/><br/>Again, she sensed something upstairs but now it appeared it was just another supernatural being. Such things were commonplace where she came from, but here, the aura stuck out like a sore thumb. She shrugged it off as easier to accept than the three human males that had her inadvertently cornered.<br/><br/>Besides, Katsuhiko was a pleasant distraction. He felt like heaven to be around. His presence was like a beautiful day after an extremely long winter. It was the sort of comfort one might liken to their mother's cooking or a long, relaxing bath. She wanted to get close to him and she hated not knowing why.