[They will not last these nights if they cannot stop and recuperate, but there simply is no time. Its movements are slowed, gingerly favoring one leg as they use the rooftops to safely navigate and keep out of sight from any patrolling bots.]
[Only when they reach Yuuri's rooftop do they pause, scenting the air. Prey--and close. Painstakingly, they crawl down the side of the house to reach out of the windows, and wrench it open with their long, strong tongue.]
[It won't be long until they reach the boy's bedroom, and they wait for a moment, hunched in the doorway with ragged breaths slipping past those gritted teeth.]