[A scoff and a roll of the eyes is all that gets as Reno follows into the next room.
Standing there, in that space. He finally manages to pinpoint what exactly it is that's been bugging him the last few days. It's not just the calm and the quiet, (though that in and of itself has been incredibly disorienting,) but the stillness of it. There's a stale quality to the air - especially in the buildings - something undisturbed about them. Like no one's been here in quite some time.
He's been ignoring it so far, passing it off to himself as just paranoia or disorientation from being back in Discedo, but going through the motions to check how secure this place is... He can't ignore his instincts yelling that this is wrong. Everything he's learned in his time tells him this place should either be full of people or rife with monsters, but aside from the occasional roach or rodent there's no sign anything's lived here in quite some time.]
I'm not just going crazy, right? [He leaves it there for a moment, but quickly thinks better of leaving that question open to Ocelot and adds:] This whole city- it's like it's just us and the pests.
casually just makes a bunch of stuff up
Standing there, in that space. He finally manages to pinpoint what exactly it is that's been bugging him the last few days. It's not just the calm and the quiet, (though that in and of itself has been incredibly disorienting,) but the stillness of it. There's a stale quality to the air - especially in the buildings - something undisturbed about them. Like no one's been here in quite some time.
He's been ignoring it so far, passing it off to himself as just paranoia or disorientation from being back in Discedo, but going through the motions to check how secure this place is... He can't ignore his instincts yelling that this is wrong. Everything he's learned in his time tells him this place should either be full of people or rife with monsters, but aside from the occasional roach or rodent there's no sign anything's lived here in quite some time.]
I'm not just going crazy, right? [He leaves it there for a moment, but quickly thinks better of leaving that question open to Ocelot and adds:] This whole city- it's like it's just us and the pests.