He watched Cassie plant a kiss on James and rolled his eyes; more of a reflex than anything. He watched her depart from James and saw her heading up the stairs.<br/><br/><em>"I could've just waited in her room..."</em>He grumbled, reaching overhead and phasing his hands through the ceiling to grip the floor above him. He kicked up and somersaulted back onto the next floor up, but clumsily tumbled in the process.<br/><br/><em>"Ow crap... I gotta remember that I'm hurt... I also have to never get hurt like this again..."</em>He muttered to himself, quickly ducking through walls and back into Cassandra's room.<br/><br/>He quickly climbed onto one of her dressers and perched there nimbly, just in case someone came in with Cassie, or before her. He didn't want to be in view, and if he had to, he could duck out through the wall and into the next room, which was likely to be empty since just about everyone was downstairs.