Talk about cryptic. And also vaguely omnious. But Inigo trusts Eight, so he knows that he's not heading off towards anything dangerous or even bad. Instead it just has to be something important if she wants to show him it at a moment like this of all times. He's got to have a little faith in his friend, right?
Besides, Jumblie sits on his free arm, so snugly held against his chest. Her warmth and light makes his anxiety fold back at least a little bit as they walk, Inigo just letting herself be dragged right along by her.
At least he's getting a vague idea of where they're headed once they enter the halls of the many sleeper carriages.
"Is it in your room..?" Where else would they be going if they're headed in this direction, right?
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Talk about cryptic. And also vaguely omnious. But Inigo trusts Eight, so he knows that he's not heading off towards anything dangerous or even bad. Instead it just has to be something important if she wants to show him it at a moment like this of all times. He's got to have a little faith in his friend, right?
Besides, Jumblie sits on his free arm, so snugly held against his chest. Her warmth and light makes his anxiety fold back at least a little bit as they walk, Inigo just letting herself be dragged right along by her.
At least he's getting a vague idea of where they're headed once they enter the halls of the many sleeper carriages.
"Is it in your room..?" Where else would they be going if they're headed in this direction, right?