[That just draws a smile and a nod of affirmation from the blond. Good. He meant it after all, so his gratitude isn't optional. Quatre can be stubborn. He watches the other walk by before turning to fall into step along with him.

IV has a point, after all.] I'm not entirely sure. If this is a game, I don't know how to end it exactly. There hasn't been a clear exit.

[A pause as his brow furrows.] And then... I suppose if it's true, that this is a different world, I don't know. I haven't seen any of my friends from home here. It seems like it may be just me.