“I see… so you don’t know anything about what we are either… That doesn’t bode well for either of us…” Firion muttered softly before he tore his attention away from Bartz. While this meant that he started to look around the room once again for anything that could possibly be of use to identify the location that he and Bartz were in. However, upon seeing nothing of the sort, he decided to step towards a painting that was on the wall before he began to speak.

“Well… that’s… a little unsettling…” He muttered softly as he glanced over at the painting. He seemed to show a slight sense of discomfort when he glanced at the painting as if he found the premise of what seemed to be an entirely ordinary painting in a place with a lingering feeling of dread quite unnatural. However, he dared not to mention that part of what he was feeling although he did turn to look over at Vaan who had only regained consciousness several moments ago.

Upon regaining consciousness, Vaan ended up doing what both Firion and Bartz did by starting to look around the room. As he did so, he silently took note of whatever was in the room including a painting which he found to be unsettling for some odd reason. However, he dared not to speak about why he found said painting unsettling although judging by the look on his face, whatever it was had been enough to scare him. Due to this, he ended up quickly standing up and running towards the grand staircase which he hid behind.