"Very well, then!" The blue-haired brother maintained his unwavering decisiveness until Chili left his side. In truth, he wasn't sure if splitting up was what he actually wanted to do only because of the worry that oozed into his chest after he found himself parted from him, but standing around or changing his mind wasn't going to work for him. He stuck to his plan and ran down the smelly platform of the sewers, staying as far away from the filthy water as he could sensibly manage.

The longer he had to scurry across the sewer line, the more he began to dread that he had chosen the wrong path. It was filled with batlike creatures and weird turtles with green shells and in the dusky atmosphere it was hard to discern what anything was at times when there weren't any lights lining the walls. He pressed forward, pausing every so often to hush his footsteps, wondering if Chili had found their target yet...