[ It must be some kind of horrible trick of it. Maybe it just happens no matter what they do. Blood is incredibly distracting, likely to worry them and make mistakes. But Luna has no intention of letting that happen. The Moss King's tile in place, she starts looking for Argonaut's. ]

Here, this one's the next one. Argonaut. [ Oh, hang on. ] This one's your Patron, right? Your birthday's in April.

[ There's a hush as she listens. Three is indeed a sacred number, her brow furrowing at her being asked to go alone. And time... moved differently...? ]

I'm sorry. They shouldn't have sent you in there alone. [ A pause. ] Even if it reminds you of it, this place isn't that. You're not alone, either.