[As Cid gains his bearings, he notices another man in the room with him. Where he is, or why he is here are both beyond him. But he watches the other man just casually reach into the fire of the torch and grab a white hot key.]
Holy shit!
[His legs carry him over without any type of plan. He hasn’t looked at the note yet, the shock of what he witnessed freezing him a few feet away from Barnabas, regarding the state of his hand.]
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Holy shit!
[His legs carry him over without any type of plan. He hasn’t looked at the note yet, the shock of what he witnessed freezing him a few feet away from Barnabas, regarding the state of his hand.]
What the fuck?!