Roy Ametz
Roy frowned. The man gave off that same aura of 'instant trust', but at the same time so did the rest of the castle. He had no way of knowing whose side this man was on. "It's not our home, not exactly. And, you know what a gun-?"
Roy twisted around at Katsuya's cry, shocked. "Miss Hirano?!" he gasped, seeing her curled up on the floor. He hesitated, then rushed over, dropping to his knees beside her. "What happened?" he asked, softly, as if treating a patient. A nervous breakdown? But why? Maybe... No, no time for speculation.
He couldn't fix her mind, if that was indeed the source of this, with what he could do, no, but he could at least stop the pain from the bruise. "Konpundo," he whispered, and tapped her forehead. Katsuya would feel an odd warmth spread from the contact, as any bruises or cuts on her body would start to mend. The magic drained him a little, and he felt itchy, but ignored it. Can't afford to lose a teammate. Especially if there's a 'white' to this board...
Roy then looked up, staring at Adrian. He didn't move from Katsuya's side, but he raised a hand protectively. "Who are you? D-did you do this to her?" He tried to keep the fear out of his voice, but it showed through a little.
Something nagged at the back of his brain. White makes first move. "You have a mark, don't you? Show it!"