"Outside. It will be dark later and you can show me the inside then. How about it?" he asked, not noticing the disappearance of his glass. Greg glanced again at the black portrait and then moved over to the window to look out on the bleak landscape. He turned to Theo, "You got your cloak, right? Do we have a container about? To maybe take some water with us to make tea?"
Theo was acting odd. Greg didn't quite understand it. It stumped him slightly as how to act. He wanted to snap Theo out of whatever stupor he was in, so Greg could speak freely. And he was certain it wouldn't happen inside.