Any response Albedo might have had to the first remark was pushed aside by Nigredo's second comment. Albedo fit the perfect picture of dumbstruck, and for a moment he gaped comedically. He recovered relatively quickly, and made a face at his brother. "Comparing me to that blind poet.~ I'd at least like to think what I say is more than idle chat and empty words, mm?"

But what a compliment! And from this source, as well. Albedo was pleased, and it thrummed through his form. "Where were we," he said with an unconscious laugh, then followed along through the next two nights. Nothing really was said, other than-- "They really keep referencing that basement. Either it's something, or it's a pathetic trap."