"Honestly, why was so much information left out before I came here? All of this would've been helpful to know!"
Galaggher laughed at the display of pouting from the tired young man, retrieving a serving of the freshly cooked stew into the bowl he held before bringing it to Ren, who accepted it with a "Thanks."
"So...the minotaur--"Asterius", right? He's not going to just randomly show up here right?"
Before he could lift the wooden spoon to his lips, Ren needed to have that question answered. It would be impossible to enjoy a meal and relax with the ever present fear of the minotaur lurking in his mind.
"Worry not--as I said, this is a safe haven, lad. The seals on the exits there, they prevent anything from entering--except from the door you came from, but it's impossible for Asterius to enter that way."
"Wait, so once I leave--that's it? I can't come back?"
"Unfortunately so, until you die that is. I don't think you plan on dying though, but keep that in mind!"
