They certainly were full of questions. Xelloss let Anise handle it, glancing around the room nearby her and for the moment silently serving as her shadow. The nature of the questions was revealing... so it was, if not their first night, one of their first nights. They certainly weren't familiar with exploring here, or how the Institute worked. He wondered if helpful information about alternate worlds and timelines would be in order, but decided he didn't really want to help them that much.

Xelloss did add onto Anise's comments, "It's part of the game here! By day, a relaxing hospital, by night, monsters and gathering things to fight monsters. After a few nights you won't even think twice about it! And it does always seem to restock." He paused, tilting his head a little in the dark, as if he hadn't considered it before. "It must be very expensive, don't you think so?"

Anise's next move was no surprise, so Xelloss just smiled more widely at her, as though they were having a wonderful shopping trip together and not wandering monster-filled hallways seeking items to make weapons, passing off duties on each other whenever possible. "Why, certainly! It is much easier when we work together, I'm sure they'll be very impressed with all the metal! Thank you for your help too, good luck at the rest of the evening!" Xelloss added over to the older-appearing men, before walking towards the cart. There was also no use in fighting the inevitable--without the cart, watching Anise carry the metal downstairs would be much less amusing. It was a bit clumsy to balance that, his shovel, and his flashlight...