"That makes two of us." Rose blinked, and weariness hit her like a juggling club to the temples.

"I need to sit down." There wasn't anywhere good to sit except the drawer she'd come out of and the floor, and doing the latter gracefully while not wearing underwear sounded like a task for a greater Hero than she was, right now.

"I wonder if your party was there before us or after. Our gracious host failed to tell us anything other than the bare bones of what was going to happen. Perhaps there's some sort of transtemporal colocation going on." She was talking to herself more than to the other two, since she never expected people to listen to her ramble. "He turned Gamzee back into a troll. I wasn't really sure about the whole alien thing, but that was some fairly convincing evidence. Especially the part where he killed me without breaking into whatever colorful analogue alien trolls use for sweat."

If Yomi had been killed last night, someone who was with her had to have done it. The man, who still hadn't introduced himself, sounded like he might have seen it, which would put him on the list of prime suspects. "Did you kill her?"