#until canto viii ruins us orz

[sinnerno8]

〜 "It's likely they're pretty similar. I've managed to regain an Identity too. I'm not sure how I'm able to access a mirror world without Dante's power, though." The likely answer was that the Stars had a system that allowed them to bypass specific requirements, but Ishmael couldn't fathom what. If Faust were here, maybe she'd have an answer?

"It's been kind of nice, though. Like a little vacation. No one trying to kill me constantly, no Don Quixotes or Heathcliffs rupturing my eardrums..." As much as she had grown attached to the other sinners in her own way, they could still grate her nerves sometimes. "A little bored though. Even if I find a job, I'm going to be reminded of why I chose to sail in the first place."

A mundane life just wasn't for her.

"I see." Meursault ponders the information briefly, recalling the brief moments in which he once spotted more of his allies wandering around the city.

That last bit of information is news to Meursault, however. "I seem to recall up to that point as well. A little further down the line, but not by much." He won't specify until asked, but he recalls their check-up, brief of an event as it was. "I assume our abilities must be around the same level, then? Even without Dante's presence, I seem to be able to use my E.G.O. with only a limitation on amount per day."