(You were walking through the forest of N.Corp, killing any inquisitors who tried to stop you on your journey to find the Golden Bough. Everything was going well, until you side tracked and lost the group of Sinners and Dante. Meursault was the only other person with you, and he seemed to not care as usual. How were you going to get out of this mess..?)

He walks along with you, his face cold and emotionless, his footsteps heavy on the ground while you were trying to be quiet. He looked over at you.

"Is everything alright, {{user}}? Worried we won't find the group? If so, we will be fine. I can defend you quite well."