Horatio swallowed nervously, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly he calmed himself somewhat. He had to calm himself, that was the only option, the only way to make things go back to normal and-were her eyes red? That didn't seem right. Mind you, perhaps he was wrong because it had taken him quite some time to figure out just what 'red' was. Perhaps he just had it mixed up again.

"You need to go" he shrugged her hand off his shoulder, hoping that would break the connection but it did not. Apparently anyone he brought into this world was there until he brought them out of it. He turned away, at least he could make it home by himself now. "Okay, look. I don't know how long this is going to last but I suppose you will have to stick with me until it does." he swatted the still rain out of his way as he began walking the rest of the way home.

His home was a large estate, there was a gate entrance but it was often left open. It wasn't just because his parents were so trusting but more so it was easier for him. It came in handy more so when things like this happened because as it so happened, the gate was on a motorized system that wouldn't work without the passage of time. Things like normal doors however were easier to manipulate so after walking up the long driveway, by-passing the elegant lawn that was decorated with exotic flowers and extravagant floral displays.

The house itself held a Baroque feel on the outside, the old stone had been brought in from several other areas to create an older look on the outside, meanwhile the inside was slightly more contemporary-particularly in the layout of it. Plenty of large open spaces that let one room flow into another seamlessly.

Horatio walked passed several people who were frozen in place, setting up for tonight. One girl looked like she was falling over and would accidentally break a glass vase so Horatio moved it gently out of the way before heading up the grand staircase to his room.

His room was surprisingly plain without very much on the walls though that kind of made sense. There was one poster that looked like a massive work of braille but that was about it. Instead the walls mostly held bookshelves, tons of them, each reaching from ceiling to floor and packed to perfection with books. You probably couldn't fit an extra single page in any of them. Aside from that there was a large desk with a comfortable chair and a grand looking four post bed with intricately carved head and base boards along with the posts of course. All in all, even in black and white, it was a nice damn place.