Ethan fidgeted idly with his spectacles as the group stood for a moment on the banks of the River of Tears, wiping the lenses on his breast pocket. The animated skeletons seemed to have been left safely behind, thankfully, but now an equally daunting challenge sat in front of them. There was absolutely no way Ethan could see of traversing the river, and even though actual physical exhaustion wasn't really such a problem in the Dreaming, he found the idea of hiking even further upriver to be less than attractive.<br/><br/>Linwood's demon seemed more than a little anxious, as well; both the presence of the castles and the apparently empty flask in his grasp appeared to leave him somewhat rattled. Ethan hoped Linwood had something in mind to help calm the demon; they were dangerous enough even when they felt cooperative.<br/><br/>After a few more moments, the Grimalkin set them to moving again. As they walked, Ethan drew a little closer to Linwood, hoping to strike up a bit more conversation in the thinking that a little more information on his new traveling companions couldn't hurt.<br/><br/>"So, um...you're some kind of knight, huh?" He asked, trying not to roll his own eyes at how lame he sounded.<br/>