Kaneki looks around to see if he can find any clues to where he might be his eyes landing on a group of rather familiar people. The dark purple hair is a dead give away to anyone who knew the short-tempered ghoul. He hears a almost silent groan of said purplenett as he sits up his snowy white hair being ruffled in the prosses.
The sound of a door opening made most of the people in the room jump and Amon watches with a sinking heart as two figures enter the room. The first one was a bulky ghoul in a white suit that he recognized on sight. Jason had been one of theirs before escaping and he was not a ghoul to be trifled with. The second figure was a young man.