Natsuno returns Dulcinea's smile with his best unimpressed look. He listens politely to Pal's explanation but says nothing. Right now he's an odd, rude stranger and Dulcinea is someone precious; he can't convince Palamedes down here.
The morgue it is, then. Natsuno lifts Lady Pent's body with strength and ease that don't match his noodle-like build. He has no doubt he can go up the ladder easily even with his dead cargo, but someone still needs to carry the man. The blond trio is annoying, the teen pair is hysterical, the pale soul-vampire is creepy and he sure as hell not going to let Dulcinea and her zombie puppet anywhere near the corpses.
The only options are Pal, his cavalier and the black-clad bone girl, who seems like the closest thing his friend has for an ally.
"I'll carry Lady Pent." How did Pal call the bone girl? Oh yeah: "Reverend Daughter, will you and your cavalier help?"
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The morgue it is, then. Natsuno lifts Lady Pent's body with strength and ease that don't match his noodle-like build. He has no doubt he can go up the ladder easily even with his dead cargo, but someone still needs to carry the man. The blond trio is annoying, the teen pair is hysterical, the pale soul-vampire is creepy and he sure as hell not going to let Dulcinea and her zombie puppet anywhere near the corpses.
The only options are Pal, his cavalier and the black-clad bone girl, who seems like the closest thing his friend has for an ally.
"I'll carry Lady Pent." How did Pal call the bone girl? Oh yeah: "Reverend Daughter, will you and your cavalier help?"