Artemis nodded, trying to mentally shove the noise to some other, faraway place in his head. It was starting to become overwhelming again. It was always quieter when he was in his room, but the noise was grating on his nerves, and it felt like the last few were ready to give up the ghost. He couldn't go insane, though. He had to stay solid and on track.

I'm special, I do not make mistakes.

"Yes, I'm sorry about that. I thought I heard someone," he said with a smile. "Someone who I thought was gone."

Complete lie, but it could be backed with evidence--and Artemis had a feeling that not even Schuldig would tell Kakashi the truth of what was going on.

"Anyway... yes. You've no doubt picked up on the fact that I am not an ordinary fourteen-year-old. This tends to throw most people for a loop." That's what he had been saying. "And I've caught some people looking at my eyes as well--" Like Disraeli, but he really didn't want to think about that. "--so I can understand where you're coming from," he finished with a smile.