"Uhhh... lights goin' off like that... usually doesn't mean anything good, Claire..." Duo said slowly, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck raising and a sense of dread settling in his stomach. This wasn't good. This was 'some one is going to grab you from behind and shank you and/or potentially kidnap you' bad.

He stood up, feeling Claire's hand looking for his shoulder. He reached up and grabbed her wrist gently, pulling her closer to him.

"We should leave. We should leave now."