He grinned at their 'creepiness', which was actually quite normal for twins, or so he was given to understand. He didn't reply to Aurelia other than to leave the mental channel open to read his amusement, though she would also sense underlying tension, which was quickly mounting, almost like he was anticipating a major fight. Once in, he merely gave his guide an absent minded nod, already focused on his errand. The sooner begun, the sooner done, or so he kept telling himself.<br/><br/>Still, all the mental preparation meant nothing as he found himself standing outside the small shrine for the second time, and he could not force himself to take the first step into the room. He glanced at his hands, which were rock still, no tremble or nervous flexing betraying him, as if he had an opponent before him. No, his inability to take the next step was not a conscious issue, which meant he had a block somewhere in his subconscious somewhere. Some deep, dark truth he held to, despite conscious thought. He frowned, and sat down on the stone floor, and stared into the room, though the lack of focus in his eyes showed he wasn't looking in the room, but in his head.