"Huh?" sayeth the blue-haired girl entering her house. She had had a roommate for about a day before they ended up in that weird 'stasis' thing, but now someone else was here.

Of course, at the same time, well, this could be someone robbing her house of what little she had.

Then again, since when did a thief say 'Who's there?'? Probably not a very good one at the least.

"I live here. Who are you?" she retorts, bringing her hands up in preparation to lay someone out in the next seconds if the answers wasn't satisfactory.