Kunzite was hardly surprised at Michiru's response. He had stayed in his room himself a few nights; true, the majority of those times he was ill or too severely injured from the night before, but even he, as ambitions as he was, often felt that he would be a greater liability venturing out alone than exploring. Lately, however, joining the History Club gave him a good reason to go on nightly excursions...perhaps that, in the end, was what he really needed, to BELONG to something...

The swordsman looked over the menu again and finally settled in on his choice. He also perused the wine list, but the names were unfamiliar to him; all he knew was that he enjoyed the red ones over the whites. During this time, he listened to Michiru's question with interest, and answered almost immediately.

"Monsters," he said, pausing just briefly before clarifying, "youma. Creatures of shadow and darkness that seem intent on destroying us, or at the very least distracting us from fully exploring the facilities. They wield interesting powers, the likes of which I had actually experienced in my world. In addition...it seems that at least one patient is taken during some nights and somehow turned to the side of the institute, attacking fellow inmates in similar ways as the youma do."