En's eyes were preoccupied all the while as Victor and Elywen conversed. The church was a bigger concern. It wasn't as if En had visited this church before, the entire city itself was foreign. The appearance of the place was haunting and had yet to give off the saintly feel that most churches seemed to radiate. It may have been the fact that it was an abandoned church but why did it feel so uneasy to just stand in such a place?

A loud sound brought En's attention back to the party, accompianing an unintentional damnation of all souls. How ironic it was for that word to be used inside a church. There was Victor, leaning forward with his hands pressed against his head. It was then that En realized that the low mumbling had come from Victor yet by now, all words had been lost. All that could be drawn from the mumbles was something about problems which only seemed to widen En's suspicions. Victor cast an awkward glance toward the frail being, grinning slightly all the while.

"I always seem to make a fool of myself in front of you.”

En's eyebrows raised, slightly grinning back although it seemed extremely forced, the way the mouth curled. "Is that so? I didn't notice. I thought you were always like that." En then poked Victor's head, sarcastic look crossing the pale face once again once the smile no longer held its value. "You get a bit duller in the head every time that happens you know, although for you that might not be such a big deal."

Even though En's comments seemed even more insulting than usual, none of them hid the trembling which En had tried to hard already to conceal. Whatever response Victor threw back fell on deaf ears. En once again turned eyes back towards the church, melancholic look all the so often switching to anxiety. It looked as if the being was a foreign element in the church which was trying to expel it. It certainly felt that way.

It surpised En though, how calm the other two members were. Why didn't they feel the same way? En finally spoke again, addressing the party yet expecting Elywen, who had gotten them into the mess in the first place, to respond.

"How long do we have to stay here? Or more precisely, how long will the black suits be prowling around here?" En shifted positions, bowing head a bit more as if trying to bury it into the scarf around En's neck. "I don't want to stay here longer than I have to..."