Raymond
"I'll be sure to get some rest as soon as I'm done with this then. And I wouldn't mind hearing some studies if you get the time. But as for what I'm studying, I'm just looking through some stuff an ex-keyblade master wrote. He quit the job a while ago, but gave Mod some of his written work. I have been considering asking him for help but... He was pretty adamant last time I talked with him. And he can be... Elusive."
Brandon
*Ah, one who gor free?*

Furo idly thought about what it meant to quit. Not simply as a LARPer that he loved to tease, but in general as he had a better understanding of what all this lifestyle could do to a person. He honestly approved of the decision, but kept his mouth shut for obvious reasons.

"Oh, he's still around? Could have envisioned you passing those documents as ancient writing passed down or something."

It was a lot less tame given everything he had seen so far. Though after having met Mod, the idea that an older generation had their hands in this business was a lot less surprising.

He mulled over the new information for a bit before looking down at his dirtied clothing. After a bit of consideration, the inner workings of his mind came to some sort of final decision.

"He'll more than likely show up sooner or later if things are suppose to be as serious as the old lady said. Probably best to sleep on it for a few days and at least get this place presentable."

Something about the tower seemed extra dreary than he remembered it, but nothing a few candles could fix. He could probably find the guy if he tried, but bringing him here as is would be pretty bad.

"What does he look like?" He considered his next words carefully as not to make any promises, "Just in case I run into him, I could pass the word for you."
Raymond
"I can't ask you to take on that responsibility. It would be irresponsible of me to drag you into into this, especially after what happened beforehand. Dado told me what happened and I want to apologize for that mistake. Had I been around before..."

*She trailed off, thinking about how things could have been different.*

"Anyways... I don't want to put you in a position you never wanted to be in."
Brandon
*Caught him fair and square.*

"Well, it's not really an apology I'm looking for; Would have rather it not happened the way it did, but one can't really change the past."

Despite how strongly he felt about things, he was not in the mood to be angry. He felt better physically but he was still fairly burnt out in the emotional department. Still, he was not apathetic enough to ignore someone who had aided him wearing herself thin.

"You quite literally saved my life, and I'm not being dragged into anything when I volunteer to go look for someone. The team of four that should be helping you seem to be off handling other business, which I would assume is far more stressful than finding and speaking to someone on your behalf. May I ask that I attempt to pay back a favor?"

He had gleamed some information from the books, so he could very well attempt to do so regardless of any permission. He really just wanted to know what the man looked like for an easier search.

Plus it would keep his mind off Icidro portal hopping to who knows where. He could be in this place of darkness, but he could also be right outside given all the time that had passed since.

"Trust me when I have no intention of dying for your cause. If this guy is staying out of trouble then I will be fine when I find him."