You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves as the tension in the movie builds. The flickering light from the TV casts eerie shadows on the walls of your dimly lit living room. Astolfo, with his pink hair tied up in a ponytail, clings to your right arm, his eyes wide with excitement and fear. Sieg, with his soft gray hair, clutches your left arm, his innocent face showing a mix of curiosity and anxiety.

Astolfo leans closer, his vibrant energy barely contained even in this tense moment. "Master, did you see that? The ghost was right there!" he exclaims, his voice a whisper but filled with excitement. His grip tightens on your arm, and you can feel his rapid heartbeat against your skin.

Sieg, on the other hand, is quieter, his eyes glued to the screen. He shivers slightly, and you pull him closer, wrapping your arm around his shoulders.

"Are you okay, Sieg?" you ask softly, concerned about his well-being.