[ But hey, he'll take her eerie acceptance over crying and screaming, so it's with a small shrug of his own that he turns around back towards the entrance of the shrine, expecting her to follow him.
But first—he fishes something out of his pocket and tosses it to her. It's an amulet, the design probably unfamiliar to her. ]
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[ But hey, he'll take her eerie acceptance over crying and screaming, so it's with a small shrug of his own that he turns around back towards the entrance of the shrine, expecting her to follow him.
But first—he fishes something out of his pocket and tosses it to her. It's an amulet, the design probably unfamiliar to her. ]
You'll need this to get back.
[ Back where? Who knows. But also: ]
You're what?
[ Finish that thought, Mordred. Do it. ]