Chalk!
Rtas glanced over and watched the suited other as he snatched up the chalk and began to draw, running through his mind on who this other might be, he did seem similar to one he saw on the journals but was not entirely sure.
"Quite so, odd that a piece of chalk would be left in this otherwise empty room,"
The sudden motion from Badou caused him to shift the seemingly eyeless gaze of the helmet over to him.
"That is one thing we have yet to--" cut off as Badou fell backwards as the wall moved along the shape that the other had drawn. Stepping forward he peered through the opening then back to the other. Offering a hand to help Badou to his feet.
"yet again, things are more than they appear, keep that with you, we may have use of it, there is little point remaining here, let us investigate,"