[he doesn't sound like he minds too much, though, as he pauses and looks around while trying to avoid glancing directly at any of the paintings]
Maybe... Some of the other rooms I was in kind of pushed us into completing some kind of objective before we got to leave. I can't think of what that would be here, though.
[glancing around as if he can see the right direction to go, he glances at a portrait of a young woman who seems to be slightly translucent, as though she's fading away slowly, with a furious expression. he pauses for a half step as he sees it before he's walking more quickly.]
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[aka he's not answering any further, terrible old man.
they continue to walk though... and he hums thoughtfully]
My... It does seem to keep going.
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[he doesn't sound like he minds too much, though, as he pauses and looks around while trying to avoid glancing directly at any of the paintings]
Maybe... Some of the other rooms I was in kind of pushed us into completing some kind of objective before we got to leave. I can't think of what that would be here, though.
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[they will be yeeted out in like five comments]
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[glancing around as if he can see the right direction to go, he glances at a portrait of a young woman who seems to be slightly translucent, as though she's fading away slowly, with a furious expression. he pauses for a half step as he sees it before he's walking more quickly.]
We aren't that far.
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... we likely aren't.
[a beat]
A friend?
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Yeah. Her name is - was Cecily.
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... she seemed lovely.
[even in her fury]
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[after a beat, glancing forwards:]
See any doors?