Taking another drag of his cigarette, Delic pauses a moment to allow the smoke to sink into his system before exhaling it out in a steady stream of smoke that coiled lazily into the air. At Psych's outburst, he purposely moves into the brunet's path to keep him from escaping.

"Better hurry, Iza-chan. Dunno when Shizuo might be home, but you probably don't wanna be here --" He gestures to the overturned cushions and mess all over the floor. "--- when he does get home. Yeah?

So!" He claps his hands, and the grin on his face probably isn't good news. "Bedroom?"