"Now is probably not the best time to think too deeply on it, Miss Fey. As pressing as it might be to make heads or tales of this world." He gave her a small simper, more fraught on her behalf. Gregory knew all too well how much of a headache this island could give a person. Especially upon the first day. He cringed to think what it would be like to come in with a previous blow to the head.
Placing his hand over hers upon his arm, he kept duly sure that she was steady along the way. They weren't too far now as they headed south to Sky Medical, and so long as no ruffians came across their path, he was sure they would be fine. He pondered briefly if he should have called Von Karma for assistance... but on second thought he would rather this fine woman not experience any more trauma than she already had.
Her question had him mute if only for a moment, for he had the reminder that yes, even the dead such as himself could rise and be whole here. Half-wondered and contemplative, Gregory idled if perhaps he were really alive or dead at all and perhaps this was just some demented purgatory where forgotten memories of peoples and things went... so as not to bother those in the so-called real world.
"Not even the dead know peace from this island. If you can seek her, I'm sure you're to find her." Wishing her more luck than he had himself, as his own search had come to many lamentable dead-ends, "I'm currently in search for someone of importance to me as well. I've learned that the hospital is a hotbed for information, so perhaps you're in good fortune."
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Placing his hand over hers upon his arm, he kept duly sure that she was steady along the way. They weren't too far now as they headed south to Sky Medical, and so long as no ruffians came across their path, he was sure they would be fine. He pondered briefly if he should have called Von Karma for assistance... but on second thought he would rather this fine woman not experience any more trauma than she already had.
Her question had him mute if only for a moment, for he had the reminder that yes, even the dead such as himself could rise and be whole here. Half-wondered and contemplative, Gregory idled if perhaps he were really alive or dead at all and perhaps this was just some demented purgatory where forgotten memories of peoples and things went... so as not to bother those in the so-called real world.
"Not even the dead know peace from this island. If you can seek her, I'm sure you're to find her." Wishing her more luck than he had himself, as his own search had come to many lamentable dead-ends, "I'm currently in search for someone of importance to me as well. I've learned that the hospital is a hotbed for information, so perhaps you're in good fortune."