"What now?" Sol asked.
"Huh? I don't know about ya', but I don't feel comfortable sleepin' tonight knowing those things can still be slitherin' around! Ha-ha!" Yeong-Un answered.
"Thanks for the reminder…" Sol hugged himself.
In the dark halls of the fifth floor, they simply followed behind Yeong-Un, who marched around, looking around for any stray insectoids.
"Just want to patrol then?" He asked.
"Yeah," Yeong-Un replied, glancing back, "Maybe we should check the other floors, too! Let's split! We can cover more ground that way!"
"S-split up…?" Sol gulped.
It was clear that the hazel-haired coward had little acceptance of a strategy like that, but Yeong-Un insisted.
"I've got the fifth floor! I'll check higher, too, so ya' two check the lower floors!" Yeong-Un suggested.
He's awfully tactical tonight…He thought.
"Alright, then–be careful," he said.
"Careful is my middle name!" Yeong-Un flexed one of his biceps for some sort of reassurance.
