Jude quickly trails behind, eager to get a good look around. Likewise, he'd also made sure to read up on the area... Well, it's more like Hilda inadvertantly did the work for him by chatting up his ear with random tidbits she'd learned. Particularly he made sure to at least ask around for info regarding this castle before running off. Living life like a Drifter, it's practically routine at this point.

When Kite flies up to him, Jude stops for a moment, hands thrusted into the pockets of his coat. His moogle, Hilda, hovers beside him, seemingly unconcerned as she concentrates on her book.

"Kinda hard to say. It's a pretty big castle," Jude comments as he glances around, keeping an eye out for threats. "We should be careful for any traps before anything else."

Hilda, of course, is quick to chime in with her seemingly random trivia, "Perhaps ahead is a better choice than none. After all, they say on this date, a famous adventurer among moogles once navigated a labrynth once thought impossible to escape from by heading north twice, then south..."