"... Pipes?"

Normally, if someone were around, and they made that kind of noise? He would have just taken off. Hidden away somewhere else. But he knew that voice. Knew it and trusted it so far.

Besides. It wasn't as if he really wanted to be alone right now, anyway. Though he honestly has no idea why.

So he peeks out of his hidey-hole. Which is literally just that. A hole in the wall he's wedged himself into.