Fortune blinked a little as he ceased zoning out inside of his head and refocused on the world around him and the... wrongness of it. He didn't quite place his finger one exactly [i]why[/i] it felt wronger then normal, but the hairs on the back of his neck were standing up straight because of it. 

One thing was clear through; they weren't going to get anymore answers here. Deciding to ignore the murderous manic that had more or less murdered everyone that had even gotten close to their little party wondering off for relive himself, Fortune decided to try and take over the conversation and get the ball rolling as he simply requested "Whomever I decided to accompany me is not important right now. Let's just take our leave and move on. Waiting here has simply resulted in the situation getting worse and I want answers." 

He didn't physically react to Amelie whispering her name to him, but he made sure to remember it as he walked over to where he had discarded his shield after it had been struck by the strange liquid metal bolt. While it might not have been in the greatest of conditions, it was better then nothing. His equipment reclaimed, he started to walk towards the two 'knights' under the idea that they would be leading the way from here.