Lumi took the safety off his gun as the kitchen door creaked, though he scowled at the relative volume of his weapon in comparison. There was little chance the intruder wouldn't have heard the metallic grind and click.

He trusted that Marluxia had been both detected by the stranger and had detected him in turn. If he headed up the stairs, going towards the creaks, Lumi could take him out from behind.

He took a breath, a quiet one, and listened for the sound of feet on the threadbare carpet instead of the hard kitchen floor.