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It didn’t take being a well-educated person who’d lived for 2,000 years for Saint-Germain to realize that Haugst Isle was bad news. For the most part, she’s not equipped in any way to deal with the abominations that lurk there, and the abandoned building is simply creepy to her. Were she not such a goody two-shoes, she would’ve left the instant she’d assessed what kind of place the island was. But--
--but.
While she doesn’t currently have the ability to fight, that doesn’t mean that she’s not equipped to help people. And as many strange people with powers exist in Spirale, she also knows there’s plenty of normal people who’re just trying to live their everyday lives. She doesn’t want to play the big hero, but if she can save someone from the pain of getting killed? That would be nice, she thinks.
The best way to not make noise as one walks is to not walk at all, but unfortunately for her, she’s exhausted her flying capabilities for the day (which also means that even if she wants to go to another island, she can’t). So she creeps about, hoping that she won’t cause any sort of commotion herself. As she turns down a hallway, she instantly recognizes that she’s not alone, and preparing to have to fight in some way, she braces herself.
But no monster lays beyond the wall. Instead, Oriko is there, leaning against a wall with her eyes closed. Saint-Germain can’t tell if she’s just resting, or perhaps recovering from something--but two heads are better than one. She walks slowly, but decides to take heavy enough steps for someone that close to hear.
“Oriko.” That’s all she says--her voice a harsh whisper as she looks around. They’re in the clear...for now.