He took hold of her arm gladly, escorting her out of their initial room and out toward the bank of elevators which would lead them to the other themed floors. He listened intently, though he'd heard bits and pieces of the story when he initially arrived. However, the perspective was different than what he had heard from Marius and Gabriel and Enjolras.

"What do they expect we will do?" His face was set into a frown, not directed at Cindy, but more at their situation and at being unsure as to what was expected of them. It was pressure that he was unused to and poorly equipped to deal with.

The elevator arrived then, shiny metal doors sliding open, then closing behind them once they entered. Their reflections looked distorted and skewed in door. "Where shall we venture to? To the top floor perhaps?"