Press, startled, turned around to see someone drop next to him. Calming himself, he said, "Hi Kyle. Listen, I'd love to chat another time, but right now, we should probably get this guy here to an infirmary or something," gesturing to the one on the ground. "And by 'we', I mean 'you', so go help him, bye," Press said quickly, then ran off, quickly locating his room and going inside, locking the door. He never did like human interactions, and would prefer to stay away from them.