[i]The dragon turned to the cat. Once again eyeing the syringe briefly. Concerns of the rest of the picture, however, more pressing.
“Care to explain...” he whispered to the feline. Slight nod gestured towards the scenery with a hushed tone.[/i]

For someone new to the game, Xell was taking in the sights pretty well. Then again, almost dying may have something to do with it.

Crispin inhaled deeply - to keep calm and knock the stuttering out of his breath. He was [b]very[/b] animated with his hands as he described the sitch to Xell: "Ahem. Hi. So. Apparently you were knocked out, for whatever reason. THAT guy said THIS thing could wake you up, but everyone pussed out of using it - so I bit the bullet."

Good enough, right? "Also, you don't know these two"--he hesitated, [i]don't say anything that can get you killed!![/i]--"uhhm... guys there, do you? Cuz if not, lucky me, we're on the same boat." As for Fleur's injury, he was sure whatever Xell could think of that happened was probably accurate. He didn't feel like recounting that one. Or explaining that this new guy can phase through walls. All things considered, that was probably the least creepy fact in this room.

Truth be told, the Ocelot was both relieved that the attention was off him, but deeply disturbed that it was now on the ladies.

[i]"Strip then."[/i] - Well this got dark. You know... darker than it was five minutes ago.

As much as Crispin would've loved to step in and offer his coat, his buckling knees prevented him from leaving Xell's side. Plus apparently this had something to do with dignity among the women, which he didn't want to "interrupt," given what these two crazy asshats are capable of based on this nightmarish room. Thankfully squirrely-girly decided to take the L on this one, though her taunts towards Zach seemed a bit... unprompted. Zach seemed just about as scared of this situation as the rest of them. But perhaps she noticed a pattern Crispin had not?