Carlos does stare for a moment, before shrugging; whatever Irina's doing isn't<em>really</em>any weirder than what he does, even if it's spookier.  Reaching back to the wall, he offers Sophronia a basket-hilted cutlass as they arrive on the elevators.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, I don't know if you're right <em>specifically</em>, but I've been feeling like something was wrong underground pretty much since the moment we rolled into town."</strong>He frowns, now tapping the back of a heavy throwing axe idly against his opposite palm.<strong>"<em>Underground</em> is becoming kind of a running theme, at least on my end.  So, what were the 'defenses' like in Belize?  Anything in the way of, like, tactics or real organization?  Or just lots of monsters?"</strong>