"My name isn't important to anyone but myself right now."<br/><br/>At that, Balthazar couldnâ€™t help but laugh rather heartidly at that. â€œNames, a source of power or a  pointless distraction from the person themselves.â€ He said before shaking his head. â€œWhat do you think Noble?â€ He asked simply. Using his own name for her, but he really didnâ€™t care for her<br/><br/>With that though, he noticed the lights of the mosses growing dimmer and dimmer the deeper they got into the tunnel. According to the map it was suppose to be mostly straight, still he didnâ€™t like this. Folding the map up and tucking it inside his pants pocket he slowed up, moving closer to the girl. â€œStay close,â€ he whispered simply. â€œIf somethingâ€™s down here we can at least  have a better chance that way.â€ He said, though it didnâ€™t take long at all before they were walking in total darkness.<br/><br/>Oddly enough though, Balthazar was getting a rather uplifting feel from the place rather then a scary one. He wasnâ€™t sure how to explain, it was like a deep warmth stirring around within his chest, as though someone had given him something he had not had in years. Hope? No, he knew hope, this was something more. It was a sense of belonging.