Seishin wasn't really certain what to think when Silvestri-san told him to let her handle the situation, not quite enjoying any of the implications that came with it. The former priest did not quite feel comfortable with keeping quiet about his real gender, even if he was essentially deceiving a talking skeleton. What if it found out?
Unfortunately, there wasn't anything he could do at the moment but to let Silvestri-san proceed, so he kept quiet.
But even then, nothing in Landel's Institute came for free. Passage across the ominous dark water of this underground lake came with the price of one's sense. It was possibly a heavy price when one considered whatever that could lie up ahead. A ferryman, was it? What sort of Hell would it lead them in? A worried frown appeared on his features.
But...it was the only way to cross, wasn't it? The only way forward, of possibly finding answers. If there had been another way, Landel-san would not have bothered with this, would he? Was it worth it? He wouldn't mind paying the toll in any case; it would be better if he did rather than Silvestri-san...
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Unfortunately, there wasn't anything he could do at the moment but to let Silvestri-san proceed, so he kept quiet.
But even then, nothing in Landel's Institute came for free. Passage across the ominous dark water of this underground lake came with the price of one's sense. It was possibly a heavy price when one considered whatever that could lie up ahead. A ferryman, was it? What sort of Hell would it lead them in? A worried frown appeared on his features.
But...it was the only way to cross, wasn't it? The only way forward, of possibly finding answers. If there had been another way, Landel-san would not have bothered with this, would he? Was it worth it? He wouldn't mind paying the toll in any case; it would be better if he did rather than Silvestri-san...