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[color=a0410d]“I’m with Adam. Like he said, it’s going to be a very short fire. Still, there should be a Zippo in one of the inner pockets if you insist.”[/color] Valair shrugged as he placed the mostly empty water bottle back into his backpack and walked towards the center of the room. It had been readily apparent that the carvings differed from one another immensely, but standing in front of them really showed how little they resembled one another. 

Though he studied them for a few moments, eventually his attention turned to the oddity among an already odd situation. He paced around the door to nowhere once, tapped its frame, and tried to open it from either side. Either side worked, but both failed to lead anywhere. Disappointed, he turned away from the door for now and focused on the statues like Adam had suggested. 

At the same time, he tried to start up a bit of conversation to break the chilly silence. [color=a0410d]“Figure we might as well introduce ourselves some more. High school teacher here. Guessing you’re either in law or business, Rena? Sorry, no idea for you Adam.”[/color] Between the two of them, Adam’s attire didn’t give away much; it could have as easily been an uniform or just cheap clothes. On the other hand, well there weren’t all that many jobs that involved nice suits and suitcases filled with documents.