Edgar's eyes widened as his companion was completely cut off, her form vanishing completely. "Celes?" he asked the space where she'd been, wondering if she'd simply been granted invisibility through some enchantment.

"Celes!" he called louder. No answer- it seemed she'd been spirited away entirely.

Edgar cursed under his breath, irritated that he'd found an ally, only to have already lost her within the span of a few minutes. He had no idea where to start looking for his companion, or if she could find her within the walls of the prison at all.

He closed his eyes for a moment. Celes was fully capable of taking care of herself, wherever she was. He knew her room number, and would find her as soon as the sun rose in the morning. Until then, there was no sense in mourning her loss- not yet, anyway.

He continued down the hallway, determined to accomplish something this night.