Her knowledge surprised him, but somehow did not shock him. These were tricks of the Adversary, a voice told him, but yet he felt himself strangely pliable to them. He convinced himself that it was a show he was putting on, that he, like the Apostle Paul had decreed, was simply doing as the Romans did... but deep down, he knew he spoke the truth as he looked to her, then to the vista outside. "It... is not as I expected. There are things here of bizarre horror, presences I feel... and then..." He bit his lip, his eyes looking to her, feeling the seductive aura of the succubus, intensified by their close quarters. "And there are things of wonderous, terrible beauty."