"It is a sacrifice that we have all been brought to, the moment that we were summoned here to Crystallis," he said softly, though his voice was gentle. Aria's choice to push them out of the way of the attack had hurt, but he had understood her motivations. It was the fact that he had been pulled away from his own quest, the quest to save his own world, all so that he could save another with a legend that was hauntingly familiar... That rankled, though he would not admit it.

There was a faint flush of embarrassment on his cheeks as she opened the door for him, rather than the other way around, but he stepped through with no more than a minor hesitation. The house looked perfectly normal and nice, if a bit more futuristic than he was used to, but he was slowly beginning to get used to that look.

"Thank you, Miss Zelda," he said, and headed over to sit at the coffee table and read. Ingus went through them carefully, then winced at one of the last entries before glancing up with a look of distress. "Miss Zelda, are you truly alright? This entry here says that you were- Were-" Words failed him, and he swallowed. "If I understand correctly, those who die here are not dead permanently, but it happened to you as well?" The idea seemed to shake him, as little else yet had.