As drained as he may be, that comment still brings a flush of colour to Riku's face as he unceremoniously is pushed down. He may be fine with a bloodsucker making a meal of his neck, but physical intimacy? That's a weakness few know about.

He sighs, reaching over to grab at his bag. Roxas has a point. As friendly as his neighbourhood werewolf friend is, Barnaby still managed to bring him down without much effort before. If he goes out now, he wouldn't be able to fend anyone off at all.]

...Fine. [With a stubborn huff.

Pulling out a cellphone, he sends out a quick message to Sora and Kairi and his family. He hasn't had to lie to any of them before about his whereabouts, but it should be vague enough to cover his butt for one night.]

Just one night...