Analyse looked up and instantly froze, a large minotaur stood before her and he questioned her. She furrowed her brows a moment, as if she was contemplating flight, but instead she relaxed her face and spoke firmly, confidently in a tone that carried, her accent rounded, british no doubt, but that didn't matter to him she was certain. " I am here to master the Labyrinth, or at least enjoy it's mysteries, May I pass?" She asked. Certain the Minotaur would not let her pass, but she wondered what judgement he would deem her worthy of, if she did not come here for riches, or lost loves, or things lost that should not be found. She was here to bask in the glory of the Labyrinths existence in itself, and possibly unravel it's mysteries. Who was she kidding, she was just a curious kitten.