Janta seems alarmed, but that's beside the point.

The grip on your leg is ice cold, and though it's dark, you can see it's a hand...? From where it grabs you is unclear, because it's coming out of the darkness.

Suddenly both of you hear disturbing laughter that could only belong to Zwei.

"Oh no—! Did I scare you? What do you think you're doing, heading up there? ♥"