"Cyrus, is Luna okay? Uriah wasn't being himself, he was kinda scary." Esmae talked to Cyrus and Sparrow as she helped to find a weak spot in the wall.
"Who were you talking to, your friend?" Uriah put his daggers in his belt. Quietly he opened the door, and peeked his head out. Clear. He dragged her with him, down many halls, but as he said earlier, he didn't know the place well. So the chance of them getting lost was high. "Alright we are walking, is this jogging your memory at all?" That little bit she told him was not going to help him. He needed more.