NIGHT 62: MAIN HALLWAY, 1-Center

[complicatedliar]

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Loki headed deeper into the large hallway, skirting past the Sun Room. He walked with quick efficiency, expecting that the mortals would either keep up all right, or at least Lust would be smart enough to say something if she couldn't. There was no reason to linger anywhere.

As they passed the Sun Room, Loki shot a quick look inside, but he didn't see anything moving. It didn't matter, since they weren't going there, but it was curious that the doors were always open.

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[stellarregions]

"I imagine a lot of people are," he replied. It made sense, with the head doctor taunting them all like that. He would have been, himself, if he wasn't just so worn out on it already.

"Yeah... That's what I was wondering, too." A part of him knew he should stay where he was (relatively) safe while the other part just didn't give a damn anymore.

[vinesofregret]

Hakkai breathed an inward sigh of relief. Gren wasn't going to ask, thank the gods. They could avoid a bit more awkwardness for the day.

He gave Gren a somewhat lopsided smile. "Well... if we go together, it isn't going alone any more, is it?" Not that it made the dangers any less - but it was still reassuring to have someone he could trust at his side.

[stellarregions]

"Safety in numbers," he joked, giving Hakkai a lop-sided smile that hopefully hid the hint of uneasiness he was still feeling. It was funny... he was already dead, technically, and yet... well. He wasn't looking forward to being that way permanently. Still, it was the first new, good lead he'd had in days. It would be ridiculous not to follow up on it.

"I'm game if you are."

[vinesofregret]

"Nothing to lose, mm?" The smile was a fragile one, but there nonetheless. There was always something more to lose, but given how much they had lost just being there... the benefits were worth the risks, maybe. Particularly if it lead to an out. And if the dangers were all physical - that he could handle. Was used to, even, though it was a terrible thing to be used to.

He pushed the door open, and glanced back over his shoulder at Gren, the smile solidifying into something with more of an edge to it. "Shall we, then?"

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