He wasn't sure what he thought. Instincts that he had learned to rely on were pulling in multiple directions, whispering warnings at the same time as they made suggestions. There was definitely something about this place that didn't feel right, and it hadn't just been how the woman had spoken to them.

And maybe he had learned to mistrust beauty like this, after Rapture.

"I think we should go," he said slowly. "But I think we should be cautious."

For the first time in a long time, part of him wished for his old weapons.