Voltaire let her take the lead, following with a intense look in his  eyes. His grip on the dagger grew tighter as they moved into the dungeon, as did the tension is his shoulders. It would be a lie to say he wasn't at least a little nervous [color=8493ca]"Right."[/color] He responded quickly, adjusting his footing.

He was busy taking in the sight of the dungeon, his head turning towards Koph [color=8493ca]"What do you do if you get hurt?"[/color] That was not all, Koph said she had some questions for him too [color=8493ca]"Ask your questions and I will answer them if I want to."[/color] He thought that was fair, his past he didn't care about talking about.