[By the time Mokuba had regained his footing, he'd dropped the scythe safely to the side. With both hands he grasped the lip of his hood and carefully pulled it back just enough to peer up at the too]

Woah! Wicked costume, Eagle. [In all honesty he'd recoiled a bit when he'd caught sight of Eagle too but when he heard the man speak he recognized the voice.]

Oh- uh oops. Sorry about that Masane. [He replied sheepishly, when he realized that he'd only served to spook her more] I guess we're all a little on edge here. [Mokuba took the opportunity to get a better look at the place. It was genuinely spooky here.. and some of the residents looked down right gruesome with all the stitches and all. Were those costumes too?]