Nigredo was given a frown at that confession, especially as he went into the next night, and Albedo tapped what Nigredo had just read. "The crazy idiot even hints-- 'meet your maker' and all of that. It's possible that he's not just rambling and facts are to be found down there. I would think you, of all people, would want to find that out."

...Though Landel. That man was a complete blowhard, and Albedo grimaced at the first intercom post of the third night listed. The arrogance was astounding. And not at all familiar or anything like that. Much like Nigredo's smile as he spoke things incomprehensible. Albedo's eyes narrowed, and despite trying for brevity, his voice came out far too accusatory. "My, my, Nigredo. Did you make a friend while I've been out of sight?"