"Oh, are you all ri--" Koby begins it, already stumbling forward after Izutsumi, the arm not holding the vase outstretched to try and help her. But she's already attacking the mailbox -- even he recognizes that -- and tearing it free and tackling it to the ground.

So he stops, holding the vase, watching her with a slight frown. That...isn't at all productive, but also she seems to be having fun, so. Koby lets her hiss and attack and bite for a moment. Finally, gently: "I think it's dead."

He's noting their surroundings, the sun, the clear skies, the absolute lack of anyone to knock. Something is...very, very wrong. Koby swallows hard, arms wrapped around the vase, like it's the only thing tethering him to the earth. "Where...are we? Do you recognize anything?"