Haseo is loitering around the edges of the party, mostly keeping to himself and eyeing all the different people coming and going—most of them fellow Sin-Eaters, but there are a few mortals and unusual cases mixing with the rest. He contemplates asking Skeith what some of them might be, but he already knows what the answer would probably be (What, can't you figure it out yourself?).

And he can also feel the rattling laughter of Skeith's presence, so that probably really is his answer. Asshole.

Still, he came here for information, not to stare at people and argue with his geist. Bothering every single person at the party would be a waste of time, so he's taken to scoping out the people who stand out. Loners are the easiest to talk to, and anyone who doesn't "belong" could have information that a Sin-Eater might not. Whoever he ends up picking out of the crowd, he casually sidles up to them while they're alone, sipping from his (non-alcoholic, he has school tomorrow) drink.

"Hey. You know any good ghost stories?" A simple question. Nothing strange about sharing ghost stories on Halloween, right?

The day after Halloween, Ryou goes to school like the diligent student he is, of course. His parents would kill him (hah, what a good joke) if he missed any more days. That, and his grades have already started to drop thanks to all the time he's poured into his new "hobby"...

But he can at least try to have a normal life, or pretend to have one, or whatever. When lunch hour comes around, he sprawls out on an empty bench near the school grounds and stares at his phone. Just like you'd expect from a bored teenager. Really, though, he's checking the Twilight Network for anything that could be related to Tri-Edge. He can at least do that much during his "off" time.

His private school uniform is starkly different from the dark and leathery getup he was wearing as Haseo last night, but Ryou doesn't do a very thorough job of hiding his identity. He's easy enough to recognize, if anyone might've taken notice of him before. Probably as "that weird kid who keeps asking people about urban legends he read on the Internet".