With a slam of the door and heavy panting of breath, Odea had been running from a certain somebody just so he wouldn't get nearly killed.. Again.

His face was a little roughed up, but it wasn't anything life threatening. His clothes had also been torn in certain spots, with most of them being around his neck.

Once he moved off of the door, he then noticed you standing in the hallway, confused as ever. He's glad you didn't know..

"Oh. You didn't see that, right?" He chuckled nervously.