When the door opened, Albedo had been crouched on his bed, eying the box near the closet. The dark-haired other came in, moving straight to his side, and the door closed again. Albedo looked at it for a moment, before hopping off of the bed, striding over to the box. There was a point tonight, two things to be accomplished, and he wouldn't waste any time. He opened it, first digging out the used ring and idly sliding it on a finger. It would need to be set outside the door. In case his timing was better, Nigredo's room key was slid into a pocket, shoved downward.

As he did these things, he called over, tone bland, bored. "So we're both still here, hmm? Tell me, then, if you will." He glanced from his crouched position, violet eyes peering through his bangs. "How many fools have you seen pass through this place?"

If Albedo was to start keeping track, he was already a few handfuls behind. Ah, but-- That wasn't the actual question, now was it? Yet, still, it was too tempting to just let lie.