Still bending with one knee down on the floor, Gin waited for Willow's voice to resume, wondering if his ruse had successfully convinced the young one that he was indeed their guard.
It would align the story since really he got out of the castle doors that Willow had mentioned where guards usually go in and out.
Of course, there are other ways to end it.
'No, this is just a kid.'
Gin refrained his mind on raising such dangerous thoughts. Not only it would jeopardize the whole point of the infiltration but it would also erode what little remained of his morals and sanity— which he wouldn't like to do.
Yes, Gin acknowledged that he was no longer entirely sane but at the very least, he would like to keep it that way rather than turn into a completely deranged and complete psychopath.
'Keep it cool.'
