Yukiteru had been up in his room. He slipped the chain off of his neck, glad to once more be free of it. It was like a weight on him. He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching up to lift off his hat. The ogre had not come up to him, so he figured everything was alright at this point. He tossed the hat on top of his coat and sweater, before running a hand through his hair. It was about time he was able to relax. He began to slip off his gloves, when the door was suddenly opened and another was coming inside. His eyes moved to the form of a familiar figure, as he stopped with his gloves.
The other did not seem to note him at first, a red color on his face. He stood from the bed, had something happened? It was not his place to butt into someone's business, but it became a bit more of his concern, when the other came bursting into his room. He could have been changing, or something else. Then again, he would have been smart enough to lock the door if he had been going to do something like that. He watched the other for a moment. He finally spoke up, to catch the other's attention. "Is everything alright?" that was the nicer of the phrases that were formulating within his mind.
He could have said something rude or sarcastic of his own, but with the look on the other's face, he had decided against it. He was not that cold and heartless, to kick someone when they were down, especially if they did not deserve it. He had no idea what had happened to him, so he could not really pass judgement for himself on this, with such low information. He would gather information as he could, before he made a desicion.