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"well, they shouldn't have been pretended to be dead," he pointed out reasonably, poking at the side of the basket with the tip of one dark claw. "Could be you have, but I think they brought it on themselves. Not to mention that whole weirdness with the trying to impale themselves. Maybe they're just mad that you managed to jar them out of their playing dead." Of course they still had no idea why they had been playing dead in the first place. Except maybe hoping the ghoul would up end the jar over a trash bin? Who knows.

The timid trio of bunnies were watching the ink dosed leader with wide little eyes, the bravest of the three doing it's best not to cower as it hopped forward to give it a nudge. A spot of ink now staining it's side. It blinked and looked down at the dark spot before returning it's gaze to the other bunny, gray ears perking. It gave a questioning squeak that was chorused by the other two behind it.

"Mmhmm," the ghost boil agreed. Shifting a bit Seiji pulled the small notebook from his back pocket and flipped it to an empty page. Setting it on the table before him with his pen poised beside it. Jotting down notes periodically as they watched the six little balls of dust interacting.

- Don't like being inked
- Melodramatic
- One escape attempt, thwarted.
- Seem to be communicating

Seiji had leaned forward as Lattice had, brows lifting curiously as he glanced between the two sets of bunnies.

The bunny with his new ink stain squeaked out proudly and seemed to puff a bit, no longer cowering. It bounced back and gave one of the others a gentle nudge forward, and it very cautiously approached the leader. Leaning forward so it could press the tips of it's ears against the damp side of the darker bunny. The third puff didn't need any such prodding after that, and it eagerly bounced forward and straight into the leader bunny, it's entire face now a dark mask of ink.

A flick of dark eyes noted the misbehaving pen, but he'd return his attention back to the bunnies before the engraver was finished trying to tidy up her notes. One of the solidly black bunnies seemed to have set itself up as leader, and puffing proudly if gave a loud squeak. "Hey what do you suppose-" The rest of his question was cut off as three of the stained beasts made a leap for his face, causing the boil to jerk back with a startled grunt. Clawed hand swatting at the little bodies. Two he knocked back into the basket, the third was successful in it's attack and was now dangling from the tip of his nose by sharp little teeth. "Jacking-!" He cursed, making a grab for the small body.

The other three had meanwhile made a pounce for the other ghost just as she'd leaned in once again to watch them. Shrieking out a high pitched little battle cry. One bounced harmlessly off the mask shielding the ghoul's eyes, but the other two had managed to land on a shoulder and within the curtain of dark hair.

The boil winced as he jerked DDL from the tip of his nose, a dark spot of black blood welling up in the teeth marks left behind. Jack damned ballsy little... Noting the Jar Lattice had nudged one of the rebelling buns into, he reached across the table to drop the one in his hand into it, scowling. Eyes narrowing in on the two still in the basket. "I think that's enough research," he grumbled towards them. Scooping the both of them up in his darker hand he offered them out towards Lattice.

"Here, let's get these two under control. I can help you get control of the other two if you want."

"I'll be fine," he answered almost automatically, pressing the bend of his finger against the tip of his nose. "It'll heal." It hadn't hurt terribly bad, more startling then anything really, but Jack damn! Bold little s**t. He pointedly ignored any and all humor picked up from the ghoul across from him.

Getting to his feet, he wandered around the table so he could get to the ghoul's hair, plucking up a section so he could begin looking through it. It was odd to him to be touching hair that didn't move, having grown so used to Junko and her curtain of restless locks. "Sure, they can't have gone far." He was searching the waist length darkness for any sign of movement from the two hitch hikers.

"Who would have thought a bunch of tiny dust bunnies would be so much trouble. How do humans deal with these things?" A bit of hair twitch near the ghoul's other shoulder and he made a grab at it, pulling free a pair of struggling bunnies. 'Got'em!"

Broad shoulders shrugged. "Even if they did I don't think it would matter. I'm already a ghost, and one that specializes in consuming things that would be otherwise harmful to most people." He hadn't found something yet that'd managed to make him sick.

Dropping the bunnies into the jar, he picked the lid up off the table and offered it to her, then set about straightening up the vials of ink and other things they'd been using, tucking it all neatly into her basket. "They must," he agreed thoughtfully. Happy they didn't have them prevalent in Halloween.

Their homework assignment finished, there really was only one thing left to do. Despite his punkish appearance, Seiji was actually a very sweet person, and he offered a hand down to Lattice to help her up. "I can walk you back to your room if you like, or to the human studies classroom so we can turn in our homework. Whichever."

"Oh, ya true. Hopefully they aren't poisonous." Hmm, he'd have to shoot Junko a text to make sure she hadn't been bitten. But later.

Tucking the ghoul's hand at his elbow he smiled down at her. "Sure, sounds fine to me. Shall we go then?" It felt great having gotten that assignment done and over with.