"Suppose," was Kiriwar's only response to Cordell's words, as just as soon as he crossed the threshold of halfway, his spine was attacked by a chill that latched onto it. He shuddered a little, lowering his hand down when he looked about to call out again, eyes narrowing and face contorting into a sort of leering scowl. He had a bad feeling, suddenly, and wasn't enjoying it. Usually he liked bad feelings, they were usually fun, honestly...

He tapped Mitsuko-san on his shoulder a little, running his tongue across one of his canines anxiously as he walked and slowly began to lengthen his already long-legged stride... although a lazy one, usually. "I don't like this..." he muttered, mostly to himself, and seemed to bristle up much like a wolf would as he walked. "INU!" he called out, becoming tense and rigid, teeth bared in a predatory manner. His fingers loosened before tightened on his pipe, knuckles paling somewhat in the process.