Leon frowns a little, watching for any sign of pain or discomfort as Luis shifts position, and lo and behold. There's not much he can do about it though, other than wince in apologetic sympathy.

(And for what it's worth, he's been keeping his paranoid magpie instincts in check just fine so far. He didn't even steal the keys off the pantry door or anything!)

"Couple of things. The windows are all... mismatched. Each one looks out over completely different scenery, even the ones right next to each other. And I swear the hallways change shape whenever I'm not looking. The doors and windows are unbreakable, too, at least with any tools we have handy. Can't even scratch the glass." He sighs. "Probably would've written off the magic stuff as people trying to fuck with me if not for all that. If there's a scientific explanation for all of that, it's more advanced than anything I'm aware of."