Squall looked over towards the bridge at the sound of the beast. "...What's one more?" he asked, looking back to where she was. He shrugged a shoulder, Lionheart lowering.

"Although you should be back in your room-- let's go." He led the way, already thinking about that shower and how nice it would be to get the blood cleaned away. Of course, once the cadet was returned safely to his room.

A part of him felt sorry for the faculty who had to deal with their laundry, all that blood.