.... Endrance had grabbed hold of him. Again. Haseo stiffened, again, sputtering. Was that seriously necessary? It was weird anyway, but it just got all kinds of weirder when this wasn't 'The World.'

Even after he'd been freed, he let out several agitated breaths, backing off to what he deemed a relatively safe distance. And yeah, he'd said that Endrance's actions were for the best, but he could think of numerous reasons why they could have still gone horribly wrong. It was so far off from being the right time to continue that, however, that even Haseo found the idea utterly distasteful and he let it go gladly along with the change in subject.

"I don't know," he admitted, reluctantly, that familiar irritation coloring his words. He let that hang in the air, hands on hips, then, "I guess all we can do is to try and investigate and hope something comes up." That's pretty much how it's always been, anyway.

"For one, if Tsukasa can heal, or cast spells... I don't really care about anything else at this point aside from if he can be trusted or not...." He glanced up, looking for confirmation, but then paused again, another realization just beginning to occur to him.

"Uh... Endrance, did you tell Tsukasa one of our room numbers?"