"Sure. Whatever's happening seems to be affecting all of us at the dorms... maybe the place is haunted?" It seemed like a semi-reasonable idea, though he also felt like he was kind of grasping at straws as he said that.<br/><br/>"Come along, guys, it's about twenty minutes if we walk at a steady clip.  Their's a nice little spot along the way, with a dozen vending machines, if you guys are hungry or thirsty. And like I said, the shrine is quiet... I don't even think their's an official caretaker for it."<br/><br/>Assuming everyone agreed with this idea, he would take the lead of the group, and guide them towards 'his' shrine, where he spent so much time. On the one hand, he felt awkward revealing his little slice of Nirvana, but it seemed like it was needed.<em>Maybe this is the hand of fate, too...</em>he thought to himself.