Some laughter escaped Merus, though not the usual cold and sadistic one he usually let out. This one seemed more... benign, friendly even. This was one of the other things Merus was good at. Pretending. He didn't feel any regret for lying to anyone, especially not traitors like Rex. A strong sense of hatred welled up within the Acolyte as he remembered what he had heard coming from Nacine's room. Still, he kept it well hid.

"Believe it or not, I'm looking for him because he wanted my help with some of the flowers. Kind of out of place for someone like me to be.. helping life along."