"Being Bound," Lucas repeats softly, still guiding them through the hallways in the general direction of the dining hall. He hopes.

"Man, this is some wild stuff! Who's they? Whoever's running it?" So many questions buzz in his brain again it's hard to keep his dumb mouth shut. "Like here we can get sent home on a whim of our patron...or I guess we can ask but I'm not sure you can just decide to go."