Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Realising that his own voice had been drifting towards a whisper, Jake cleared his throat, before straightening up. "I don't know," he said firmly, eyes darting around the room a tad. "My thoughts don't add up, in my head. I think things I shouldn't, and really random impulses come into my head," And then there's the whole acting like a hormonal pregnant woman. "Intense mood swings."

Blahhhh. "I suppose I'll have to get used to it."

Hmmmm... what Ricco did. Yeah... there's the whole endangering the lives, yada yada yada. "Mmmm, I suppose that's kinda crappy," Jake stated, glancing up at the ceiling rafters. "But, like... my mother always told me... not to feel bad about things that haven't happened..."

But then again... alot of what his mother said were lies. Hooollllldddd uppppp...

"The dungeons are flooded?" Jake asked, looking back down and towards Ricco. "I... didn't know that... Is that why we're here now?"

It had been odd, being instructed to come up here, after all.