[John is at Dave's side, though how long he's been there we just really can't way for sure. He probably followed Dave in here though, let's be real. He has a hand raised to his lips, staring up at the message on one of the tapestries with a narrow-eyed expression that's probably supposed to be shrewd, calculated observation.]

I dunno, [He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose and he's really just one lens glare away from some kind of cliché anime trop.] there's something oddly homey about it. Boy have I missed cryptic riddles wrapped up in mystique and flowery language.