"Yeah, we better check it out," Luke said, looking over the book. He didn't want to ditch Leon without giving him a good idea of just what he wanted. In the crudest manner possible, he scribbled down the sword he wanted inside of the book. Even if he wasn't in a hurry, it would probably not look much better. "The length you mentioned is fine," he added, handing the book back over with the scribbled down description of his sword. It was shaped like the Key of Lorelei, but it would probably be smaller. That was fine. The likeness was what he was going for, anyway.

That handled, he looked toward Guy. "We better get moving. Someone might be hurt." His belief that people couldn't get hurt in these halls was incorrect, after all. It wasn't surprising that people could get hurt in the hallways themselves, but an explosion of that size seemed like it might be within their rooms. Damnit, did this have to happen, too? Why did they have to change up things just because they could? His fingers curled hard around his flashlight and meat cleaver.