Catrina didn't mean to flinch back at the taller male's shriek, but she did anyways, dropping the butter knife in the process. If this had been any other pair of people, Na would have scrambled to grab her 'weapon' for safety, but watching the brown haired man wrongfully rant at her for not letting them freely intrude her family's home made her think the guy was just some nutjob that needed some help.

[color=saddlebrown][b]"Don't scare me like that! There's this thing called [i]manners[/i] you know, people tend to use them when they first meet people to make a good first impression! Some people, am I right Nino?"[/b][/color] Na directed her attention to the other boy, who nodded sleepily before letting his head rest back on the couch. Judging from both of their actions, it didn't look like they were going to leave any time soon... [color=firebrick][b]"Uh...sorry? But you do realize that you've walked into ou--"[/b][/color] Before the redhead even had a chance to voice the rest of her thoughts, she was cut off by the man's unnecessary rambling. 

[color=saddlebrown][b]"No idea of how to be polite… Still, I'd say I'm a gracious host, so I'll forgive your rude introduction, on the condition that you apologize. After that, you can feel free to live here in my home. I'm not a monster, after all."[/b][/color] This guy couldn't be serious, could he? While this wasn't actually her home, she's been living here longer than him! What did she need to apologize for?! She opened her mouth again to counter the deranged male, but an awfully familiar cry had her look over curiously. [color=red][b]"Get away from my big sister, ya pasta-munching shits!"[/b][/color]

The girl could only watch as the oh so familiar javelin she remembered seeing upstairs flew through the air and into the wall a few inches away from the brown haired man's face. Although it was quite comical seeing the other freak out from the weapon coming out of nowhere, Na couldn't help but facepalm at her little brother's language. While her parents were perfectly fine with Alistair cursing, it always made the redhead a little uncomfortable.
[color=firebrick][b]"Language, Al! And didn't I say to stay put?"[/b][/color] She called out over the man's whining, seeing the boy had yet to make himself seen. She only looked back at the intruders when the older one mentioned that he was only trying to help his brother, which she could admit looked like he wanted to puke. Poor boy...having such a weird guy for a brother.

Speaking of brothers, Na looked down as Alstair approached with the most uninterested face she's ever seen. It was quite adorable, if she did say so herself.
[color=red][b]"Hey, sis. If society is really collapsing, it's ok to hit this guy until he stops talking, right?"[/b][/color]

[color=firebrick][b]"Normally it would be, yes, but they look like they need some help...well at least that boy around your age does."[/b][/color] She smiled, ruffling the boy's messy crimson locks before making her way to the two brothers. [color=firebrick][b]Okay, you, stop talking. You're making it hard for me to want to help you. Actually, could you go and fix the door? Leave the kid to me, alright?"[/b][/color] Catrina frowned as she tried to separate the two before placing a hand on the boy's sweaty forehead, frowning at how warm he was. Glancing back at the brown haired man, Na spoke up again. [color=firebrick][b]"Is he infected? You touched him earlier so I wouldn't think so..."[/b][/color] She questioned before asking Alistair to raid the medicine cabinet for something.