Yaten paused, staring at nothing in particular. He looked around. "...Maybe we should, uh... Uh... Yeah." Yaten was pointing at the door dumbly.

Oh god, he really WAS gonna puke, and the world-spinning? Yeah, not such a great idea.

Self-destruct? Yeah, it was time to get the hell out of town. "We might as well get going, and now..." Again, Yaten was distracted by the glint of metal- gold, even. And a dress. Huh. Someone must've left these, since...

It didn't seem like there was anyone who would wear them, here.

"...Yeah, okay, I don't know about you guys? But I'd be getting out of here."

Yaten was already headed that way.