Mortimer was watching the people entering and leaving the carnival, but Shadow paid even closer attention. The moment he felt a miserable and evil soul leave the carnival, that one person was absorbed by the shadows and his or her soul belonged to Mortimer's ring. "You...y-you know Shadow...Why should we let the scum of the w-world go back again to c-commit c-c-crimes? We shall exterminate them once they step on our nightmare g-grounds..." Mortimer told Shadow who just nodded. Before the feathered death had the chance to answer, a small, wooden figurine of a bird arrived and told him something about a soul in the Carnival. To say the least, Mortimer was the guardian of souls in the Carnival. Within seconds, Mortimer disappeared in a shadow and reappeared in front of Baba's booth. Without hesitating, he entered the infinitely precious fortune-teller's booth and looked down at her. "Your small spawn of magic has informed us that you have something to tell us about a certain issue with a soul. May you want to inform us what that issue is about?" Shadow asked her, Mortimer just looked at her and breathed. It was amazing that he was so tall his top hat was touching the ceiling.

Hag looked at how happy his sister was, and he didn't regret kissing her lips. Even though he knew incest was prohibited, everything they did in the Carnival was prohibited in some way, so the romance and intense love he felt for her sister wasn't something to worry about. Hell, he was deeply in love with her. "That's right, my love, my dear sister. You won't have to commit homicide ever again. Whenever a soul is killed or a soul is absorbed by the carnival, it will be stored in the ring and it will constantly feed you and prevent you from feeling hungry. If you want food....you can still eat something," Hag added with a laugh at the end, even though he really meant it. Hag then took her hand and rubbed the top of it with his thumb, the smooth gloves he was wearing brushed against her skins. "Souls...humans....they are tainted. And you know that, my dear beauty. They are tainted in the most horrible way...maybe they exit the carnival being the Dalai Lama...but when they return to their lives, they will be the same insensitives assholes they were. That's why everyone who leaves the Carnival...stays forever, in some way!" he laughed. Hag held her hand tightly and kissed her lips once again. "Yes, let's wak outside, if you feel like meeting the staff...you can. Some of them are working, and we are all one big family...just...stay away from Vol. I don't quite like him...He's a ladiesman, and I'm affraid he might hurt the one person I love the most."