heh. i'll give 'em hell!

"Alright Minoth. Here's my question."

"Oho, she's got questions!" Minoth exclaimed, to no one in particular. Mio gave him a half-encouraging glance and Sena almost laughed, but only almost.

Eunie cracked her knuckles - methodically, both joints. "You're always goin' on about this 'hell', like you've been."

"According to some, I have."

"An' just who's that?"

"Not anyone whose opinion I put very much stock into. Disregard."

"Disregarded, sure. Now. How would I go about gettin' in?"

No angel was Eunie - even the most affectionate of Uncle Minoths knew this for sure. And yet...

"Don't think you could, unless you took a clue from this nihilistic friend of mine."

"Who could, then? Could Taion?"

"Mmm...no."

"Lanz?"

"Uh-uh."

"Sena?"

"I'd kill myself if that were true."

"Mio?"

"Same story."

"Noah?"

"Now you're getting warmer."

Across the fire, Noah's unmasked and soft-spoken selfish jaw dropped.