God, the cakes, [ Matt grouses. He does notice that the other man doesn't share his own name, but thinks fleetingly that he might not trust the random strangers he's encountered in these halls. Fair enough. Besides which, Matt's quickly distracted by the hypotheticals. ]

Honestly, that all sounds plausible to me. [ He takes another sip of water. His throat nearly feels normal again. ] Doable, at least. I haven't seen that much by way of weaponry, but maybe the most dangerous game is a bring-your-own-weapons scenario.