Yuya stares back at Foster for a moment, pursing his lips. But pulls his gaze away to look at Damien. It isn't really the best time for him to argue with them about the Ringmaster's intentions. He just... hopes they won't try and stop the rest of them from returning home.

"I think they're with the carnival too? But is anyone looking for the Count? He just kind of melted into the floor."

And nobody's going anywhere until they get the pendant back, that much he knows. But he pulls from his pocket the small folding knife he brought along, flipping it up. At least with the fire and other supernatural abilities, and so many people, cleaning up the blood isn't an issue? Someone just needs to move the other bodies.