Finally Maya was going to get some proper answers rather than surprising bombs.
"Do you promise to listen quietly and not flip out half way through?" Though she seemed more amenable right now Frost wanted her word, his patience for chaos and interruptions running thin.
He had less than four hours until his father would teleport him to the battlefield. Some of that time needed to be allotted to managing the Dungeon and rounding up the monsters who would be accompanying him on his journey but for the majority of it he wanted to spend time with his loved ones, preferably in the bedroom or a similarly appropriate location.
"I promise to try~" Maya gave a non-committal and slightly playful wink, an attempt to lighten the seriousness of the situation and her own pounding heartbeat. The Church of Light was a trigger for her no matter the context, even now she was constantly restraining her bloodlust.
