Blake smiled shyly at the girl, wringing his hands together nervously. It was the first time any of the children acknowledged his existence, and he didn't quite know how to react. Instead, Blake quickly averted his gaze and marvelled in the craftsmanship and workmanship of the upper regions of the bathhouse. I wonder what we are doing here... he thought absent minded. He couldn't help but feel something ominous was about to happen. I mean, why were they taking away from their homes? Wouldn't their parents worry about them? Wouldn't the police be out looking for them the first thing in the morning? All these types of questions were running through his mind constantly, and it's why he wasn't... well... aware that the doors were opening, despite the rather loud creaking noise.
Blake nearly jumped out of his skin upon hearing the snappish "IN" command, putting up his hands in front of him defensively. It proved to be a rather poor attempt at defensive, of course, because he, along with the other children, were dragged inside the office. With his dirty heels being dragged across the carpet, leaving a lot more mud in his wake, Blake watched helplessly as he was unceremoniously dragged towards the drapes. I wonder what is behind those-- he started thinking, only to have himself left speechless in the revealing act.
"You are the Lady Katashi?!" Blake blurted out, quickly putting his hand over his mouth after realizing what he done. With his face turning bright red, Blake instantly looked down at the floor, scared and embarrassed. Lady Katashi didn't look like a lady you wanted against you, in some way, she reminded him of his late teacher. While she didn't have the oversized head like this lady did, she did have that 'witch' look to her, making her appear far more scary than she already was. Shuffling nervously, Blake quietly slipped to the back of the group, deciding that the further away from Lady Katashi the better.
Blake couldn't, however, resist the urge to put up his hand. "Lady Katashi? When can we go home?" he asked sheepishly, his voice shaking. Fidgeting nervously under her stare, Blake patiently waited for an answer. Some part of him told him he just had to know, just had to find out.