[Goemon was still slowly digesting the conversation – his eyes having wandered from Lupin’s face to gazing unfocusedly into empty space – when the question was asked. He didn’t lift his head in acknowledgement.]
Upstairs. [He answered half-absently, knitting his brows as he brought his cup to his lips and remembering too late that it was already empty. He would have to prepare more.
With this new little seed of hope planted deep in his mind, he wondered if sleep would come easily when he would rest his head over his pillow tonight, heavy with thought. Acquiring an understanding of how to escape the Malnosso would take time and greater patience still, among many things; but as far as he was aware, all goals worth pursuing were difficult to see through.]
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Upstairs. [He answered half-absently, knitting his brows as he brought his cup to his lips and remembering too late that it was already empty. He would have to prepare more.
With this new little seed of hope planted deep in his mind, he wondered if sleep would come easily when he would rest his head over his pillow tonight, heavy with thought. Acquiring an understanding of how to escape the Malnosso would take time and greater patience still, among many things; but as far as he was aware, all goals worth pursuing were difficult to see through.]