His sense of touch... Well, Anise couldn't fault him for that choice, seeing as she'd picked the same when it was her turn. She remembered how weird that had been - not knowing if the things she was holding were still in her hands, trying to walk straight on the uneven sand without any feeling in her feet... Hopefully Guy knew what he was getting into. And, well, whether he did or not, Anise and Claude were there to support him, so it was probably going to be okay.

As they reached the docks, Anise found it to be... surprisingly lively. And that was impressive, considering the only person there wasn't exactly alive himself.

"Ohh, I knew it..." Anise whispered, though she didn't make much effort to keep from being heard by the skeleton, "We haven't been here in so long, he's been so lonely that he's losing it."