"Yup. Her face was- I dunno, like she couldn't decide who she should be or something." He didn't know how to put it into words, exactly. It'd been weird and a touch disconcerting, but he'd never stopped to wonder if that part had been real. He'd just accepted it, funny enough because it'd felt too weird not to be really happening. And, if he'd been dreaming or something, he would have expected Ronan to feature somewhere, all things considered.

Nodding, he glanced in the direction of the hotel before replying. "Yeah, was inside to look around, got a room key but-..." But clearly he hadn't actually gone to the room they'd given him, since he was out here. "Seems pretty nice, but not nice enough to be a mirage, you know?" He figured if any sort of hotel was going to be a collective hallucination or figment of their imaginations, it'd be way swankier. Maybe with a bar right there in the lobby or a crystal chandelier or some shit like that.

"Can't blame you for being weirded out by everything," he added. "This whole thing's been highly weird and fucking suspicious." No one had seemed to want to cause him harm so far, or seem like they wanted to demand a ransom (as if his family cared enough about him to pay), but that didn't do a whole lot to put him at ease.