He watched them, right up until Cass started swearing. He didn't mean to interrupt them, and he briefly wondered if it was the beating of his heart that gave away his presence, or if they had some sort of supernatural sense about where the living were.<br/><br/>He, just as quietly and slowly, retreated back towards the living room, his movements and attitude listless. He would have to find a moment tonight to take Erica aside, and talk to her, as he was now worried about the both of them, and what Cass might do if she keeps on getting angry.