[ She frowns. Immediately, her instinct is wanting her father to look at it, but if the curse is magic in nature as he implies, they would both be rather out of their depth. All she can do is remain silent for a bit, thinking on how to proceed. ]
...Just follow me.
[ Yet even as she leads him to the guest room where he'll be staying, she'll think of more questions. ]
Is it the cracks themselves? Is that the... "price"?
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...Just follow me.
[ Yet even as she leads him to the guest room where he'll be staying, she'll think of more questions. ]
Is it the cracks themselves? Is that the... "price"?