[His mouth curves into a little moue of distaste as he remembers that moment. Preternaturally-sensitive ears and a large group of people all squalling as one? Not a fun combination.] I'm just glad the noise was accompanied by a mad rush to the dorms; it at least means relative peace and quiet out here now.

[He comes closer, perching on the edge of the table opposite Bakura.] I'd recommend Rebecca as well, but you seem to have a taste for the paranormal, and it isn't, quite -- though du Maurier does her damndest to make the reader think so.