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Hey, that one looked at her! Though it didn't seem possible, Canon perked up even more and scampered in the direction of the grey-haired officious looking person. Tactical energy nuke inbound.

"Greetings! I'm Canon Indy!" she said brightly, pivoted on one heel, and swung her tail towards his chest. This stinger froze within an inch of hitting him. He wasn't so lucky about the wave of words that followed.

"Well met! Do you know where we are? I mean besides camp. You know, the Horsemen have a pretty nice camp, too. A lot more fire, and priestesses, and shiny vials though. I mean the fog. It's fascinating! There was a... person out there. I think he or she was made of fog, but I'm not sure. They wouldn't let me move, so I couldn't check. Oh, I found some pumpkin pills on the ground, and I'm wondering if it's okay for me to keep them? The fog person seemed to think I stole something from them, so I thought the pumpkin pills were theirs, but when they finally let me go, I still had the pills. So, now I'm thinking he or she thinks I took something else. Is it possible to steal something without realizing it? I'm not sure how I got here. Here as in the whole foggy place, not here-the-camp. I found that by following the light. Maybe something made me forget how I got here, and I stole something before that point. Anyway, this is all very interesting, don't you think?"

Stats:

The last question had been more of a rhetorical question from Canon. She tilted her head to the side and regarded the Professor thoughtfully for a moment, blessedly silent now that she'd let of some question steam. He hadn't greeted her back when she swung her tail at him. But he hadn't flinched either, so Canon figured he was strong, but he preferred the verbal form of greeting. She was a bit disappointed. She was hoping he'd give her at least a hint of his capabilities. However, he was a Professor from Amityville, right? Home of the Purple One! Of course he had to be strong!

That settled for the moment, Canon made a quick mental note to research further into the swubject of involuntary theft.

One thing she was absolutely sure of, though, was that there was no way she was sticking close to camp. Just the little bit of information he'd given her had her positively itching to run back out into the fog to see for herself was this Haunted House was about, and how it was off.

"Is it usually this foggy?" she finally asked, swaying back and forth on the balls of her feet.

[Entering]

The boogeyman disappeared as Yin began to walk toward the tent, eyes darting from side to side to take in all of the activity. Patrolling, pumpkins being grown...someone approaching. He still did not fully trust them, not recognizing the individuals, his brain making a very strong case for how they could potentially be hunters in disguise and this was yet another trap he was walking into. But the boogeyman mentioned professors, and Yin (perhaps foolishly) found himself going farther in.

Thankfully familiar faces began to emerge. Yin managed to locate and obtain pumpkin pills, something that he was familiar with even if he normally did not have them to utilize. These he carefully slipped into his waist band before starting toward the exit again. He was useless and in the way in here, and who knew when the fog might overwhelm him again.

Then he saw her. Oh Great Mantis what if she knew what he had done? What if she found out or someone had told her? His shoulders hunched and he ducked his head down, fully intent on leaving the base and just...hiding his shame. But he could not help another look toward her and then...did she look anxious? If something was bothering her how could he just walk away from that?

The simple answer was that he could not do such a thing. Still looking entirely too defensive he crept over toward her. "N-Nurse Cricket? Is...is everything okay?"

It was a very touching family reunion.

Yin was not accustomed to being fussed over, not in the slightest. The simple actions of just having his clothing straightened had his ears burning a nice cheery red that contrasted the "all green all the time" family.

But had made her worry, probably him, and that was nigh on unforgivable. He felt awful about it, and eyes cast downward her answered her somewhat glumly. "I hope I had nothing to do with that. If anything it was the people I was around that needed to be worried over." Not that he had done inexcusable things since he had last seen his mother or anything like that. She was going to be so disappointed when he found out. But first...she was not the only one that could be worried. "Is this a safe place for you?" There was a barrier to be sure, and boogeymen and other professors, but none of them were family. Seeing his mother practically out in the field...well, he could worry too.

"I must apologize, I was...unable to come see you." Not that he would have wanted to see her in that state. If he had killed his own mother...no, he could not even think about that.

Still, it was oddly nice to be fussed over, a mixture of pleasure and awkward stress. But as nice as it was, the fog still pervaded outside the base. It was dangerous, and someone had to be out there in it. Risking...everything really. The professors were there to help them all, Boogeymen protecting, professors healing, guiding. He had to help keep this a safe place for his mother. Simply hiding away to try to avoid going Insane again was not an option, not with the stories he had heard about the year before, and there were students that were not as experienced with fighting as he was. Someone had to be out there to help them.

"I will do my best out there," he said, taking a moment to let his eyes flicker up toward her face, trying to meet her eyes before giving her a small bow. "I sincerely hope that you stay safe."

For a moment Yin just froze, her words sinking in slowly as he tried to mentally accept that he had just received a kiss on the forehead. Yes, he had been kissed before, but rarely, and this was different and he actually liked this feeling but he was not sure how to react (was he supposed to return the gesture? Thank her? Be appalled?) and he just stood there for a long, long moment.

It was not until she had finished tucking the centipede into his scarf that his brain really began catching up though. He was now a rather nice shade of scarlet and he opened his mouth to talk...but nothing came out. There was a moment of him just standing there, not quite gaping, before he managed to clear his throat.

Apparently his new instincts were whatever a babbling idiot had.

"Oh yes of course, whatever you would like I will do of course. No need to worry about me. I will come back and keep everyone safe. Yes." He had to fight to keep from physically clamping a hand over his mouth to keep from talking. "Er, I mean...I shall do my best." With that he turned and all but fled from the confusing and extremely happy feelings that he was experiencing, practically tripping over his own feet in the process.

But he was determined now as he headed back into the mist. Inspired. He was going to be the very best. Like Red no one ever was.

[Exiting]

Rengath stared at Cricket and her exchange with Yin.

"......................." He looked at the bag of chips he was eating, and setting them down, sat in a chair, slightly dazed at what he'd just witnessed.

Cricket being nice to a student.

"..........................We sure this tent is secure? That no one is suffering some kind of... mental alterations?" A look at the school nurse. "..............................................."
The look of, 'what in Jack's name was that all about' was very clear on his face. He'd never seen cricket THAT nice.

NEVER.
THAT.
NICE.



EVER.