"Insane? Demented? Nope. There's _none_ of that here!" Cinna cackled in reply to Jacob, skipping across the room. "So what do the rooms include? Rats? Roaches? Carcasses? Morris dancers? Cinna is intrigued!" He ran up one of the walls a few strides, and pushed himself off, backflipping back onto his feet, spinning around to face the rest of the soldiers, giving a graceful bow.

He looked around the room to see a number of people weren't looking his way. His grin twitched in annoyance at this realization, and he turned and danced his way down the corridor with all the rooms they'd be sleeping in. "Eenie, Meenie, Miney... ah, forget it, this one." he chattered to himself as he turned to one of the doors. He opened it, and walked inside, the door still open behind him. He came back out only three seconds later, and spoke with exaggerated joy. "No morris dancers in here, and only half a rat! Yay!"