At least she was open to talking. Double suicide really wasn't his thing. He usually went for clear wins. Unfortunately, her words almost made him want to sigh. The keyword being "almost." He would have if it didn't press his neck closer to her pen. It may have been blunt, but it was still a weapon nonetheless.

At the back of his mind, Archer noted that her voice sounded strangely familiar. Perhaps he had been to her world before? God, he hoped not, since there was only one reason why a Counter Guardian was summoned.

"Let me guess. You're new here?" He asked, although it was more of a statement really. "We're in Landel's Institute. It's a mental institution by day, and a nightmarish hellhole by night. We're prisoners here, subject to the whims of a sadistic madman known as the Head Doctor, Martin Landel. And I'm not working for anyone. I'm a prisoner just like you. I wouldn't be caught dead in these clothes otherwise."