"Whoa.  Calm down." said the kid. "I'm not here to hurt you, really.  Have you ever seen someone get hurt?  I have, and trust me it's the last thing I'd like to do." he continued, as Mitsukuni observed how the red-headed kid reacted to his sudden outburst. 

"What to do? I'm I thinking too much? Do I even have time for this right now? I wonder if I'm being to paranoid. Nope, my worries are justified, but it doesn't look like he has a weapon " thought Mitsukuni, watching the guy, putting his hands up. He wondered if he should pat him down, but shook his head from the thought. He didn't like touching others, plus it was a little much. He was worried, but not so paranoid, that he would go that far. "This is stupid," he thought, feeling as though, the guy seemed legit, other than how well he's taking this whole ordeal. He began messaging his forehead, making his final thoughts. He was in a world, that looked, way too much like an anime. His main goal right now was to gather the other two for now and talk to them about this. Mitsukuni, wished that the letter told him the names of the two, but this guy just may be one of them after all. 

If this guy was here to kill him, than it didn't matter. He didn't know if he would ever get back to his world anyway. If he dies, so be it. He decided to play along and trust him for now, until he learned the truth. "My name's Gregory, but you can call me Greg for short," he finally said, thinking of giving a hand shake, but knew that there was no time. "Did you hear glass breaking, a while ago, and that scream? I think a girl's in trouble, so I'm looking for where that sound came from. She's probably one of us, or basically in the same situation as us. We should probably find her now," he said lowering his arms, realizing they were still up for defensive purposes. "I'm sorry, what was your name again? I'm sorry but I'm bad with names," he said, looking at a door, which most likely was to another bedroom. He actually didn't get a good look where he was. 

He was in a small hallway, with wooden flooring, and from what he could see, where at least 7 doors in it, probably seven rooms, one might even be a bathing room, remembering that there wasn't any bathtub in the bathroom in his room. He wondered how big this place was, from the look of the hallway, maybe not as big, but then again, there may be other floors. He remembered, that his room was at the end of the hallway, so there's six that need to be checked. The sound was pretty loud, so it had to be on this floor. "Hey, which room did you come out of?" he asked, focusing on Santiago.