"My readings tell me it's further on inside." A voice echoed in both of their heads, and the pale haired man glanced up, not startled but still temporarily distracted by it.
The taller man showed no reaction, beyond another glance around, as if he half expected to see something. A sign, or a clue, maybe. Mals usually weren't a subtle bunch, and it was strange that they hadn't seen any conclusive evidence, even though the Oracle said they were close.
"Bastien, Lucius... Be careful," said the Oracle.