"Do you ever think that, one day, we're going to show up here and interrupt some ritualistic cult sacrifice or something?" John asked after closing the door behind himself and ensuring that Tristan was in the room so he wasn't just talking to himself.
He'd figured they'd been coming here long enough without running into anyone that it wasn't likely but ... stranger things had happened. Really he was curious about who had built it and it was a little disappointing to know that they'd probably never have an answer.
Sitting down on the couch next to Tristan, leaned over to unlace his boots and kick them off.