"There?" Chase nodded toward the mansion. "Yeah. I own it." His grin widened again before he shrugged. "Nah. I just decided that here seemed like a good place to stop and smell the sea air," he continued. He blinked once and his eyes faded from black to their normal light blue.
He shook his head, his expression shifting to his usual neutral mask - the one he wore when he wasn't trying to get somewhere. "I just ... ended up here," he admitted, shrugging as if to say it was no big deal.
Turning, he studied the formidable front of the mansion before he glanced to Zack. The grin reappeared, the cheesy "let's be friends" one. "Why don't you go knock on the door and say trick or treat?" he challenged him.