After several minutes, I move through Limbo to emerge at Maven's side. When I glance down at my obsession, she has a frown on her beautiful face, her very biteable lower lip protruding slightly. "Something the matter, love?" "It's fine." "Tell me." Maven sighs. "Not one haunting whisper, reanimated corpse, vengeful spirit, or cursed coffin. These catacombs suck." I laugh. It's absolutely adorable when she pouts.
