Kira was all about predictability, and this wasn't - but it was like he could feel something coiling in a corner of the room, ready to strike the second... something triggered it. Whatever that something was, Raito had a strong conviction that he didn't want to know about it - just like half of him was extremely happy when the girl's angry glare turned to her... boyfriend. Or whatever Akito (Agito? ... No!) was to her.
He tugged at the knot the sheet had made - when that had happened, he didn't know - but it seemed to take forever just to loosen. And he was distracted. If not for the fact he was fairly certain he'd be gutted if he took off with the bedsheets, he would've ran. This whole... thing was getting worse and worse. How'd he wake up here? When had he fallen asleep? Why was he feeling so emotional? Raito paused at his efforts to work free to glance up at the girl's concerned tone, frowning but back to be at least somewhat able to analyze.
-- Wait. Had he asked if Raito was lonely? Hah. Laugh, that was. "No," Was the short, guarded answer to that question, even if it'd been a moment before he'd answered. Now... what had made the girl worried? Was something really in the corner? Or did Akito just have a change of heart? "... I- apologize for intruding upon you two, but I -- don't know how I got here...?" Sounded like a question, sadly, but there wasn't much for it. Too much paranoia could be involved in waking up in another person's bedroom, let alone their bed.