Seishin hadn't expected Silvestri-san to pay the toll so readily. He cast her a glance that was a mixture of both concern, but otherwise kept silent. There was a tinge of annoyance, but the former priest managed to keep it under wraps for now. At least smell did not seem as much of an offer as the other senses would, he guessed.

The transaction had gone rather quickly. It involved nothing fancy; the skeleton merely brought his staff down against the wood. The sight of the skeleton man taking a deep breath to smell the damp air of the cavern was bizarre, but because he had already gone through that rabbit hole even before waking up in this place Seishin couldn't help but to take it in stride.

The novelist had to make an effort not to flinch as the skeleton once more addressed him as a woman. They could hardly play this game forever, could they? There were implication that they would have to make use of his services in the future, after all...

Just smile politely. If there was anything he was good at, it was maintaining a pleasant mask despite his true feelings. Seishin had little choice but to swallow his objections and play along for now -- hopefully, the skeleton man would take his silence as shyness. The former priest had always been the quiet sort, however, which was perhaps a small mercy.