Edgar looked away from the conversation for a moment, his mind clearly elsewhere. "He's not here," he said, no doubt in his voice. It was true that given the numbers in the prisoner population, there was a chance he could have missed seeing those he suspected had been 'released'- Yuna, Harley, Kuukaku, all not seen for days- but Sabin was a different story.

He returned his attention to Raphael, the smile on his face tinted with melancholy. "If Sabin was hiding somewhere in the institution, he'd have let himself be known by now. He's the sort who's hard to miss with his physique- he's a martial artist by trade and tends to stand out in a crowd."

The shoulder wound ached dully; Edgar's hand went to it unconsciously, his teeth gritting together. "He's also the sort who wouldn't let undead beasts have their way with my shoulder," he said with a sore grin. He briefly imagined how the fight would have progressed had his twin been present, then decided to save that disturbing notion for later. He still had a meal to eat.