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"Yeah, thanks." He quickly finished up fixing his hair and in an instant, was dressed. He walked back into the room and picked up all the clothes and 'other' things that were on the floor. He was a neat freak much like Germany, so he didn't like to see any kind of mess. If you'd live with Denmark, you would feel his pain. He looked over at the Dane and threw a shirt in his face. "Get ready. You don't want people seeing you like this, do you?"

Lukas lightly slapped the other and continued to organize his things. He grabbed hold of Denmark's bag and threw it to him. "You can stay here and do what you want, but I highly recommend coming with me back to the club room." He turned back around and walked to the Dane, looking at the bruise that he left on his lovers face. He cursed himself for letting Fenrir do that to Mathias, but there wasn't much he could do. He kissed the others' cheek and turned around to leave. "I feel as if we missed a lot of important information. I should head back so I could understand what's going on better. That, and I feel horrible for just leaving Emil there."

Lukas entered the dorm and headed over to his bed, where his weapons were. They needed to prepear for tonight, or else something horrible will happen...Like what happened the night before. He took out his sword and bow and went to his closet to find his arrows.

Lukas almost had a heart attack when Emil asked him if he needed help. He stopped searching in his closet and turned around. "Oh, It's you Emil." He went back to his searching, moving things out of his way. "Not really. I'm just trying to find my arrows."

Lukas mentally slapped himself at the light idea. Why didn't he think of that first? "A light, right...Thank you, Emil." He snapped his fingers together, creating a light from fire, and continued to search the closet. Where could he have put his arrows? He couldn't have used them all up yet, could he?

Lukas stood up straight and directed his attention from the closet to his brother. How could he ask such a question? And how could he answer it? He strode over to his brother and placed a supportive hand on his shoulder. "I can't say for sure...But with hope and determination, I'm sure we'll all pull through and stop the bird once and for all." The Norwegian turned back around and headed back for his closet. "But what do I know? I can't predict the future. This could all go horribly wrong." He smiled as he went back to searching for his misplaced items. "But I'm sure we can do it."

Lukas kept moving things out of his way to search for his arrows, but the thing was...He couldn't find them. With a curious look, he stood up from the floor and placed his hands on his hips. "That's weird... I wonder where they could be...?" He peeked into the closet once more, then sighed and stepped back. He kept pondering where they could be, until he felt a strange change in the atmosphere. He looked over to his little brother and eyed him suspiciously. "Is something wrong, Emil?" It was simply easy to see that there was something wrong with his brother. He knew the kid ever since he was born, why wouldn't he know the difference between his usual look and something else?

Lukas stood there and listened to everything his brother had to say. 'Yup, he's hiding something.' Lukas raised a bow at the other, and walked over to him. He stood in front of Emil with a serious expression. "Really, now? And where would they might be?" If his brother does know where they are, he would be very happy...But it better not be stupid.