Holden wasn’t quite sure of everyone who came to visit the Hargreeve’s house. He was only a visitor himself, but he still found himself eyeing some of the people who came in, wondering if they were actually meant to be there.  He was doing quite well at behaving himself, but the more humming and singing he heard down the hallway the more agitated he became. He decided to follow the noise, seeing the small redhead. “Is your power irritating people beyond belief?” he asked. Good guys didn’t always have to be nice, right? “I don’t know what you’re singing, Linda Blair, but if you’d stop, that would be aces.” he winked, before turning to start walking away, believing his job would be all done, though he could hear the devil on his shoulder telling him to scare her if she continued.