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There was a sound in Yvaine’s head that could only be described as a sigh. Beyond that the sword fell silent. Clearly not a conversationalist. Simply offering no reply until the dark elf seeming hesitated at an intersection.

[i][color=bc8dbf]”Left...”[/color][/i] It said with a cold flat certainty. 
[i][color=bc8dbf]”
Right 

Right

Left...”[/color][/i]
It continued to guide her down the tunnels, apparently aware of or seeing something she could not. 

[i][color=bc8dbf]”Keep going.”[/color][/i] it ushered.
[i][color=bc8dbf]”But try to be a bit more silent... If you must talk to the voices in your head, then at least try to appear sane and [b]keep[/b] the conversation in your head.”[/color][/i] 

There was a slither of light amusement in the swords final words. Yvaine could almost somehow sense it smirking.