Yosuke was scared out of his wits. How would she know he slept with his glasses on unless she had watched him sleep, knife at the ready, poised to strike and rip his throat out? Although there was something bizarrely funny about Naomi stalking him, there was now the fact that he had his arm around, and possibly were holding feelings for someone who had proven that they were planning on murdering him, and had killed others without remorse before? He suddenly cursed himself in his mind for being such a fool for bringing his question up. He also silently thanked his parents for being restless. 

Naomi was revealing an awful lot about herself, and Yosuke hadn't talk a lot about himself. "Well, if were sharing stories, I guess I can tell you why I think I got here." Yosuke said, directing both of them towards the northern end of the hall. "Sometimes, when I'm alone in my backyard, I hurt small animals, like lizards and squirrels and stuff. They're so... Tiny, and useless. It's so cathartic and powerful to end their lives." Yosuke said, grinning a little. "I could never kill a person though, the police'd catch me like, immediately"

After a small silent streak during walking down the hallway, Yosuke decided to lighten the mood a little. "Hey, I found this comic on the net, right? And in it, there's a species of alien, and their romance is like, you hate someone, but also find them attractive and stuff. It was cool, and..." Yosuke trailed off, blushing immensely. [i]Why the hell did you just say that?!?[/i] his mind screeched at him. "Uh, so, why don't you just kill me here?" Yosuke said quickly, changing the subject. "I mean, I know it probably wouldn't do anything, but it might still hurt? Can you feel pain in hell?" Yosuke pondered aloud. He decided to test his theory. He unzipped his messengers bag and handed Naomi a pen from it. "Try stabbing me with it."