"You should know, when the deeds of your appearance spread, when those human corpses are discovered, your reputation as bringer of disaster will be solidified,"
"And then... those beliefs that swirl around you, yet cannot be absorbed by you, will only grow more and more, leaving you restless day and night,"
"Not intentionally," Pandora said without answering, merely correcting: "I just forgot for a moment about my reputation among humans."
"Well, a momentary lapse, then."
Epimetheus nodded, neither confirming nor denying.
The two continued forward.
They walked for a good while in the narrow stretch at the mouth of the valley until the space in front of them started to widen considerably. Here was no snowstorm, and the white frost falling from the sky seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, still teeming with life just a step away.
Epimetheus stopped here, took a look around, then gestured lightly with his hand.
"You stay here for now."
"...Alright."
