Azazel hung his head as he saw the autumn-colored amalgam shake her head firmly, putting on a brave face. Somehow, he could tell that she was just as scared as he was. Why had he done this? Why why why why wh-- Kerberos interrupted his thoughts, the great cerberos leaning down to take the corpse of the feline in his jaws, and using his free mouth to speak. The tunnel. It was made of pure stone and gave anyone a foreboding feeling upon entry. At the mention of Giggle's beliefs, he simply nodded. His throat was taut, as if he couldn't speak. Mau would find peace there. For a moment, his carmine eyes fell upon the aquamarine skull. What if she could see him through the stone? He knew that a Gembound's magicka fled into their stone upon death. Perhaps her soul was embodied in that stone. Perhaps she could be brought back... just like the jaguar cub. But she was a Bonebound. She deserved to be honored, no matter how ambigous her existence had been in the past few cycles. "Yes. I'll be there in a bit," he croaked.

As Kerberos stalked away towards Tunnel O, he cast a glance to Ashtoreth, and grabbed the gem skull and flew off towards the center of the room, where water pooled. He believed it would be best if he cleaned himself up and cleaned the gem.