"Like a warrior unafraid of death, discovering that he's actually a coward?"
Laughter erupted from Maria's mouth, but she didn't provide an answer.
Bologue remained silent.
Maria continued, "I never doubt you, Bologue. I'm well aware of what kind of person you are. As for what we've discussed earlier... I think you know what you need to do.
You just need to talk to someone, someone who can make you listen and offer some advice."
Bologue stood up, his soft gaze becoming steadfast again, nodding in agreement, "An emotionless machine is indeed a worthy object to confide in."
"Goodbye, Bologue Lazarus."
Maria's figure vanished into the dark, along with the grotesque, twisted large silhouette hiding there, while Bologue could hear the low hum of countless machines. As he conversed with them, they were calculating the information he'd brought back from the Ethereal Realm.
The space around Bologue began to warp as the entities ushered him out of the Inverted Hall.
