"Yeah, well, I don't know about you, but I'm not going to sit around and wait another month to get out of this place," Kiba replied, not bothering to hide how skeptical he sounded. "If there's a way in, then there's a way out. That's all there is too it. Can't be that hard to find, or else the bastards wouldn't be calling us back in at all. Bet they'd just let us walk around until we died of boredom."

Wrong as Kiba probably was, he refused to believe things were as worrying as they appeared to be. Sai made things sound damn bleak if he had been in this place a month and still hadn't found a way out. Though it would certainly would take more than Sai telling him these things to make all that he had just told him true. Kiba had all read noticed that the majority of his chakra was blocked, that his nose wasn't as reliable as it should be, but that wasn't enough. Not hardly. All it was was a minor (if annoying) setback.

He looked away then, black eyes darting around the Chapel, searching for any new, familiar faces. "So, who else is stuck here? Naruto, you, Sakura, Shikamaru--am I missing anyone?" Those were the people he was sure of; the presences he had confirmed some way or another. Perhaps if he had made it farther during the night, he might have been able to ascertain more information about who was here and who wasn't. His nose had been better then, but even with it, the scents were vague, mixed, harder to distinguish--and even though some scents had distinctly familiar edge to them, Kiba was used to having things so transparent and obvious that a sliver of doubt couldn't help but prick at him in its spare time.

Besides, he might as well get whatever information he could out of Sai while he was here anyway.