[Poor Lee, a moment after he covers his eyes is when Perona sics her ghosts on him. He won't even see the negative hollow flying at him from her palm...poor thing. Enjoy the momentary misery and feeling of wanting to just lay down and die, Mr. Wild Beast. At the least the negativity wears off in just a minute or so. That won't stop Perona from nabbing a pillow from her bed to sort of shield herself as well as to use to very likely smack him with later.]

The window?! Why the hell did you use the window, you thick-skulled baboon?! I have a door, moron! What kind of man climbs uninvited into a lady's room like that?! Idiot! If you saw anything, I'll make sure you die!