"I went to bed in my room too, and woke up in my room!" John immediately countered to the girl. John felt his rage building, the rage he was so known for. Though, he couldn't even keep that up. There was too much going on in this little room, and the pants he was wearing kept wanting to slide off his hips. He wasn't sure who's clothes he was wearing, no, he knew. They were his, and he knew that without any doubt. Just as he knew that this bed, and this room was indeed his.
The turtles approached him though, while he listened to the girl and her explanation of the thing that was a dragon. Didn't sound wrong, despite how weird that really was. John touched one of the turtle's heads and it responded with a concerned response. "Squirtle?" John repeated as he touched the second turtle. These things too felt right, while he looked at the other animals.
"I..." John muttered while looking back to Kitty. The name sounded familiar, but the person wasn't anyone he knew. Though she felt comfortable, like all these pets around them. He took a deep breath. Taking the draw strings on the pants, he retied them much tighter than before so they would fall of his hips. "Kitty. Lets start by getting out of this room." That was a start. "We'll figure this out." He looked down to the turtles. "Right?" Why was he asking them? But the responded with cheerful noises, and the Pikachu also responded to him, and bounced across the bed to Kitty. Walking around towards the door, he stopped and held his hand out to the girl.
"I promise I'll keep you safe?" Why was he even caring to make that promise. Not like anyone ever did the same for him, but it just felt like the right thing to do.