[It feels pretty solid. :|a And with Apt E just a door down the hall, he should be able to get a peek in at the sparsely decorated kitchen and living room. A few basic stoves, two fridges, the table (t-that could double as a torture rack . . .), an already blood-stained couch . . .

Nova's stepping out of one of the bedrooms again, his terapede scuttling along the wall after him while he tries to get a handle on Uri without getting his hand shredded.

I-it is not going very well.] Knock it off!