C364 Temple of the Golden Sun

"This lousy temple sure smells good." Saner covered his nose, releasing a hand to slap the air, which had a fishy smell mixed in with the metallic smell.

"Don't forget, we are in a mausoleum, and it is now raining. It is already too late to let you rest in a broken temple, and you still want to sleep in a bed or a soft chair?"

"?" "Oh, bro, why are you so excited? I was just saying it