Kirley had a bad feeling about the whole thing. He didn't want to get in the middle of his friends or make anyone think he was taking sides, but he wasn't going to turn one of them away either when they needed some place to stay.
He was looking through the journals, trying to make sense of everything and not having much luck at all when he heard a very familiar voice literally screaming at his door. His eyebrow was already raised when the banging ensued. He supposed maybe Heath hadn't seen his last comment, so he plucked himself off of the couch to answer.
"Who's running away from what?" he asked as soon as he'd opened the door, surveying his band mate. He stepped aside so that Heath could enter, hoping that he would take note that there were two dogs lazing about on the floor and take care to not step on them.