The further they went, the more stifled Geth felt. He did his best to conceal it from the others, but they could tell.
Unbeknownst to him, he was giving off a suffocating pressure that the others found difficult to bear. At first, it was minimal, but the more time passed, the harder it was for them to deal with.
Still, the party persisted without saying anything. They felt that Geth was going through some type of mental struggle.
Geth was too focused on himself to even notice the sweat building up on the others. The hair on their necks and arms stood on end as if their lives were in danger.
Albus seemed to be struggling as well. Geth continued to converse with him, using it as a distraction from this strange sensation.
While this was going on, the party had received the following three inheritances and headed toward the third floor.