If it were possible at all for Law to look even less impressed than before, he did. He closed his eyes briefly for an exasperated sigh and then thumbed over his shoulder at the picture of a polar bear in a jumpsuit still whining why at him. "Considering I've been followed around the hallways by people I know appearing in the frames? It's the paintings." He nodded with his chin toward the one which had been addressing Keigo when he appeared, though she wasn't saying anything at the moment. "Let me guess, you know some of them, too."

Folding his arms over his chest, he looked up and down the length of the corridor. Law had seen people come and go, but every time he walked away from one and turned a corner, he was alone again. So it appeared again: he and Keigo were the only ones there. "If it's a prank, it's a shitty one. They're trying to mess with your head. It's up to you if you want to let them."