Upon arriving at the castle, Richter checks his journal again, and reads the response before tucking it back under his belt. Dorm 18, not far from his old dorm, but certainly not close either. He can sense a dark presence nearby, but first... First he has to ensure the safety of the one in danger.

Heading straight downstairs and to dorm 18, Richter crouches near the bed, his heavily mended and patched servant grays dark under the light. "Hello? You're safe, if you wish to speak with me." He gets on his hands and knees to peer under the bed, long brown hair tumbling to the floor, but it's dark down here and he can't see much.