As the woman seems to relax, so too does Wayne, his hands tucking into the pockets of his jumpsuit as he pans around the room, looking to the window- the door. Well, he's not bad at puzzles, he's solved plenty, even in places a bit like this. He wishes it wasn't quite so dark, but he could push down the nerves about that if it meant he could try and explore a little more and maybe even help.

He's quite forgotten that this is supposed to be a memory and that all of this was already done.

"Checked for any depressable tiles in the floor or wall? Sometimes that'll get this stuff started." He's watching the floor underfoot as he shifts his weight, before turning his attention back to the two of them, then looking Palamedes in the face. The man is actually a little bit taller than he himself is, not accounting for the horns that make his head its distinctive crescent shape. "You guys got any kind of hints coming into this or is it all on the fly?" They have a reason for being here, he realizes that, but how much information do they have in the first place?