[Onni enters the room cautiously, and looks around. It's done up like some kind of shrine to an unknown god, with candles and all that. But Brook is right. It's fake, not real in any way. The candles aren't even real, they just have little flickering lightbulbs in them to make them look like fire.]

This is so stupid.

[He doesn't get it at all. But still, he can feel the prickling on the back of his neck, like there's danger that he just hasn't really run into yet. He watches as Brook pulls down the boarding at the window (also fake) and then tries the windows. Onni is about to offer to try it himself, thinking maybe he'll be strong enough to do it, when Brook says to keep back.

Onni opts to just take a step back, allowing Brook to handle it, and watches as he does his not-mage thing. The darkness that towers over him in a rabbit shape has the prickles increasing on the back of his neck, and he takes another step back, involuntary this time. Then Brook punches with a force Onni could never have imagined he'd have in him, and the window...still doesn't break.]

That should've broken it. So it seems we're not. This place really does seem almost sentient, doesn't it?

[In spite of himself, he's impressed by Brook's power, however creepy it might be.

A sigh.]

Well, there has to be a way out of here. It can't just be this... [He waves a hand around vaguely.] ...forever.