[h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/318085664132562944/734397073641963520/The_Throne_of_Fay.png[/img] Alice Sicilly : Skull-faced Friend![/h1]
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"So you may say, though your not entirely the most trust worthy person i could trust.." Alice would say noting his mannerisms to be rather through as if he was looking for something. the way he spoke was something that reminded her of a man holding back his beastial mannerisms. AS if this 'creature' or monster. Was not naturally this wellspoken. This curiosity would linger in her mind for bit a moment longer as she would not spare a second thought on the matter. ALl that mattered to her was this book, whom she felt some responsibleness for, would be repaired to a manner she felt satisfactory so she could then 'extract' whatever information she needed. She would still be pouring her energy itno the book, not as much as before but just enough due to a partial worry within her mind that if she didn't the book might never wake up again. This action harkening back to her previous selfless nature as when she was once alive. even if she hated people. The book was still a living being.

"I have made my decision though, I will follow you further in, exit or not, the only path is forward." She would say with confidence in her voice. Her partial nihilism towards her scenarion, and partial desperation to understand her circumstance collosqued into a false aura of calm. As she would await his next move.