"Oh, Luz!" Grimm sang out in glee. Using a form that had not been able to materialize in eons, he bounded around in his dark space like a child. "How are you doing over there, old buddy of mine."
Grimm continued to prance about and flex his fingers and arms. He had been unable to enjoy these actions for quite some time, and it felt freeing to be able to experience them again. Sometimes, it was about the simple things in life.
"What do you… want?" Luz whispered.
"To talk. They're moving, you know. Every time we come to this stage, they begin to move about. Such loyal pawns, don't you agree? We haven't been able to speak to them since… Well, I can't remember!" Grimm laughed.
"Yes. So they are. You act as though you have won already. There is still time. Lucius can still make different choices. The others can even find the other Fragments."
