we've got to get in to get out

The Pedestal of Stargazing is dark, as usual; visited during the day, it's just an empty ledge.

Still, when stargazing, it's natural to look up.

"You know, I guess we're pretty lucky, not being normal Blades."

"You think?"

For once, Mythra doesn't avoid Minoth's glance.

"We won't die when he does. I won't, anyway. I know that for a fact. And considering the way Malos acts so independently of Amalthus...I don't think it's a stretch to say that the same goes for you."

"You call that lucky?"

"Guess I call it humanity. Want some?"

"Had enough for a lifetime."