Creed stands in whatever room he is in. In one word? Bored. He stands there, not really knowing why but feeling he should. One of those feelings he gets, that he needs to stand in a particular spot for no apparent reason. It normally gets him involved in something. Hearing the conversation in the other room, he goes to look through the open door, to sort of eavesdrop on the conversation. He then sees Tsubaki, his eyes widening and blood spurting form his nose. Slowly, he moves back from the open door, hoping not to be seen, without a word.