Lacy also heard the noise and quickly glanced towards the window. She decided to shrug it off, thinking it was maybe a bird or some kind of animal. Her eyes turned back to her husband, smiling at him as he kissed her cheek. "Would you like any help?" She asked, cheekily.

Ace was scouting the area around the cottage, not as closely as Senna was. "Oh, haha. Yes, I'm still here. So far I don't see anything suspicious," he answered in a slightly annoyed tone. He was dressed in a white short-sleeved short (a white binder underneath to flatten his chest), knee-length navy blue shorts, and light blue vans. He wasn't as scared to show the skin on his arms because every since he 'came back to life', all of the scars and cuts that prevented him at first were gone with the exception of a few, here and there. Plus, it enabled him to show to lean muscles on his arms that had always been hidden underneath his long sleeves. Instead of his usual owl glasses, he was wearing prescription sunglasses that his eyes. "All I see are a bunch of tourists and a few annoyed natives," Ace told her.