Scarlette bit her lip nervously at the sound of Luke's coughing, her panic rising slowly until she stopped moving when Luke suddenly began to push her into a direction. Confused, she looked up to see a broken window, and her hope lifted. Without wasting anymore time, the silver-haired girl rushed towards the window, moving to climb it and carefully avoid the small but sharp shards of glass.
A bright flicker of Colour on the corner of his eye caught his attention, and Rak'zel half-turned to see what was up now. He immediately perked up upon seeing the house on fire all of a sudden, though he was sure it wasn't there a few minutes ago. Huh, amusing. Did one of those idiots decide to play with fire? Rak was about to turn to Apitre to catch her reaction, but the girl was already running to the entrance of the house.
Huffing with frustration, Rak hesitated for a moment before roughly shaking off his brother's hand and following Apitre, though he stopped a few distance behind her. "Are you crazy, Apitre? Get back from the house!"
Decimus stared in shock as both Apitre and Rak ran over to the now burning house, but thankful that his younger brother didn't travel too close. He opted to stay and watch the commotion, ready to run in and help if needed. His gaze travelled to the ground, his feet kicking at the damaged road - until something grey and crumpled caught his attention. Huh, newspaper. Torn and a little burnt at the edges but otherwise was readable.