[He’s not even going to hide how the fact that they don’t seem to have an escape route this time somehow manages to make him seem excited rather than worried, and he gives a thoughtful hum as he carefully sets Nene down onto her feet. He keeps one hand out to steady her, his eyes looking Noah over for just a moment to double check that he’s alright before he’s addressing the group once more.]

We’ve probably been chosen for something, then! Anyone got any ideas? It might be a good call to make our way to the source. Down to the auditorium, see if anything’s changed?