Ib’s eyes widened with the sudden voice that called out to her. Turning her head to stare at him, a little curiously, but with much more caution. This place that she was in… it wasn’t safe as she’s deducted by walking through it a little earlier. To find another human, a boy that looked to be much different from her nonetheless, was alive and real enough to speak. She hesitated to answer, falling silent for a moment as if trying to decide if she should give her name to this stranger or not, though she decided that she should. After all, what harm would it do to tell?
“M-My name’s… Ib.” Her voice was so soft and quiet, almost above a whisper, as if she was afraid to bring it any higher that it would hurt someone delicate, even though she was the more delicate one compared to anything or anything. “I….” That last question she didn’t even know how to answer. How did she get here, exactly? Not the slightest clue. Maybe she could describe it to him or something. “I was walking through this… strange place… th-then I remember it getting very dark… a-and when I opened my eyes again… I…was right here.” She looked down for a second, then around herself as if afraid something would jump out at her. Then her scared gaze met with the bluenette’s. Taking a note on his features of blue hair, blue outfit, deep blue eye-… One of his eyes were covered, which add to her curiosity of asking, but perhaps not wasn’t the best time.
Ciel was silent as he answered her questions. Her voice was very small, so much so that he had to strain to listen. Her name was Ib? What a curious name. Though, the earl didn’t care enough to ask about the name she chose to tell him. The list of missing persons on the list the Queen gave him was blurred out in his memory. Ciel wished he could remember the entire list, but only the most generic of names stood out. He glanced around the room a moment before settling it on the child. They were surrounded by paintings, all relatively easy to figure out. Ciel wondered if the paintings were all like the one of the sun burning a man alive. If that was the case, they’d have to find their way out, fast.
Her explanation made him breathe a little easier. They got there the same way. But it made him wonder if there was an exit at all, if whatever this place was took people away at random. To be stuck in an eerie place like this could drive someone insane. Ciel shook his head at thought. He needed to get out of here.
“May I ask how long you’ve been here?” his English accent flowed through his words, projecting though his voice wasn’t loud. He heard his own voice bounce back through his ears. An echo.
