"Heh, right," Laharl agreed as well, though glanced at Etna out the corner of his eye. Why was he still getting that feeling something wasn't normal?

"Anyways, let's get back to the hotel anyways. We'll find that second "floor" tomorrow," he then suggested, standing up from the bench himself. They'd been searching around for Etna much of the evening after all, and he was still feeling pretty hungry.