[When the lights come in, Namur jumps like a startled cat, then shakes his head. Creepy as shit, seeing what looks like humans but they have no taste, no scent, and no haki. He glances around, making a quick count.]

Uhhh... like. Six? Seven.

[One was kind of hidden beneath another two.]

Ain't nothin' doin' in here. Got doors, but if the damn thing's broke that don't mean shit.

[Namur reaches up and pulls himself partially through the hole, his head and fin poking through. The elevator shifts some more.]

Say we go down. Go back up, could jus' drop the floor under us 'gain an' next time there might not be a shitty elevator, catch me? Go down, we see what we see an' make our way back up on the stairs or whatever. Easier climbin' up an' out than tryin' t' fly, yeah?