D had obviously been captured only recently; he'd learn the hard way if he tried any spectacular and inhuman stunts. Aidou had. Crippling pain was not something he wanted to become acquainted with again anytime soon, not even if pushing deep allowed him more access to what powers he had left.

Thanks, but no.

At his pointed insult regarding D's reluctance to climb, Aidou only grinned in response to D's snippy tone. "Forgive me for bringing up bad childhood memories, then. But my little sister is more active than you and she does wears skirts. What's the point in going all the way around? It's a waste. You can just go over; it's not like you should care whether these stupid uniforms get dirty." Not exactly the words of a typical noble. This time Aidou pointed his index finger to the wall, the ivy still caught in his fist. The voices and ominous thumping beyond were all too obvious this close. "Don't you want to know what that is? With those nails of yours, you could practically make your own handholds."