"Surely you jest, you act quite mature for a freak who bathes in blood for a living."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Would both of you stop flirting?" Roger glanced her monotone gaze back and forth to me and Dorodoro. "I like to hear the conclusion of this, but time is not really on our side."
"Wow, Roger, who knows that you could be this mature."
"... What with the pat on the head?"
"Regardless, it seems that the timing is not within our side." Dorodoro flicked her finger. A slight rumble waltzed through the ground, as if the hidden mechanism began to churn. "Bambina~ you're free to pursue your friend on the other side of the labyrinth. I want some serious talk with your guardian. So for the meantime, pray and hope that he will come out alive."
