He reaches up to that heavy half mask to give it another tug. It's still terribly stuck. He gives a sigh and drops his hand once more. His focus stays on her mask. Its the safest place for him to look. "Since we woke here in this place with these on." There's absolutely a part of Victor that is deeply disturbed by that. He knows he hadn't put on that mask, just like he knows he'd never put on those sorts of cloths. But he's not about to start a panic by bringing that part of it up. He'll just swallow that and deal with it later, when he's alone.

"I'm wondering if it's some sort of theme. I have a feeling I know what mine is supposed to represent. But a way to know if my hypothesis is correct is to ask you. What does that moth mean to you? Perhaps in knowing we can discover the secret to how to remove these things."