Yeah, get out of here and back into the tunnels. [ Her voice almost breaks on that last word, and Clarisse has to take a few seconds to look down at the floor and get herself together.
It isn't Luna's fault they're down here. It's no one's fault. She keeps telling herself that, but the words don't seem to stick as well as the crawling sense of dread she's been feeling ever since she fell into the catacombs. It isn't the Labyrinth (at least, she doesn't think so) but it feels like it, and she feels sick inside. She swore she'd never go back in, and now here she is. In a place just like it.
Luna's hand on her arm helps. A tiny bit. And she's right, she does know the Patrons. Things could be... a lot worse. ]
Okay. [ She forces herself to breathe in slowly. ] Okay, let's do this.
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It isn't Luna's fault they're down here. It's no one's fault. She keeps telling herself that, but the words don't seem to stick as well as the crawling sense of dread she's been feeling ever since she fell into the catacombs. It isn't the Labyrinth (at least, she doesn't think so) but it feels like it, and she feels sick inside. She swore she'd never go back in, and now here she is. In a place just like it.
Luna's hand on her arm helps. A tiny bit. And she's right, she does know the Patrons. Things could be... a lot worse. ]
Okay. [ She forces herself to breathe in slowly. ] Okay, let's do this.