Yoite had been napping on the roof, when he had awoken to see something approaching and then the sound of breaking glass. Creeping along the roof, he slipped quietly in a window, closing it behind him, so that no one could enter without it being heard. A surprise attack was always bad after all. After the time being one who had used surprise attacks to his advantage along with Yukimi and the others, he knew that.

Moving quietly downstairs, he wondered where the others were. They were all children, so honestly, he felt at least some worry.

Glancing from around a corner, he tried to think of the best strategy to cause as little damage to the house as possible, but without knowing the exact number of opponents and how much they could take, it was hard to try to come up with a plan, especially in a house with children who were sure to have their own ideas on how to get rid of enemies. Still, he waited, at least until he knew where people were, hand twitching a little, ready to use that power if he needed to.

And he did believe he would need to.