This entire prison seems to be set up like a game, and Five naturally wants to resist playing along. He scowls at the ghosts, at the dogs who retreat on command, and Licyn for suggesting they have no choice but to participate in a treasure hunt.

Then like a switch, he smiles tightly and leans towards the only living company in the room.

"How kind of you wait for me." He's got along fine with Licyn before, but this has all been a little convenient. It's become readily apparent that he's not telling him everything. Best he keep an eye on him. "Do you have a preference?"