[Oh, this reminds him of the rooms over at Shinra HQ, maybe a place stolen from one of the more mundane laboratories reserved for low-level scientists. It’s almost shocking to see it, and he glances around to spot the obvious: their portraits, and the two different tiles to stand on.

Rufus walks forward, brow cinched.]

At least they picked flattering photos. Credit where it’s due.

[Walking over to a tile, he eyes it. He’s less suspicious than he is curious, and he takes a bold, testing step.]

I have a feeling we’re playing the part of subjects. [Ah, the irony. Anyway, he gestures at the other tile.] See what happens?