Feli was glad somebody was willing to help him and not just stare at him like he was an idiot. He accepted the hand that Victor held out to him and shook it. Grateful that he didn't need to move his injured shoulder and upper arm much. Though didn't know that Victor had done it on purpose. "I'm Feli Narunai, also a new tenant." Though an unwilling one. But he just left that part out, it would be better that way. Too many questions would have been asked. A very... odd looking and smelling girl wanted to help too, since neither of them knew where to find supplies. And suddenly him and Victor were being dragged off to somewhere. The girl rummaged around in a tiny room that was far too full to actually live it. It must have just been for storage.

Lysol? What was that? Feli had a feeling that he didn't want to know. It sounded very man made and not natural at all. But if that's what it took to get the ink cleaned up, then Feli would have to endure it. It seemed that the strange girl didn't know what she was going either. Well between the three of them, they'd figure it out. He lead them out to where the ink spill was. "So um, now what?" He said awkwardly. 

Suddenly three people entered the room. One of them completely ignored the group trying to figure out the ink situation. Feli easily heard what the girl said in kitchen. Attacked? Didn't they have bodyguards? That was why he was here after all. The landlord didn't exactly have everything figured out did he? The other two who left seemed injured, judging from the smell of blood and the fact that one was unconscious. They almost smelled heavily of rain, which was odd considering that he hadn't heard or smelled the rain.