What if things don't go well? The question rose in his mind, but things were moving too quickly for him to ask it. It was probably better not to bring up his worries now, anyway. There might not even be an answer to that question yet when this was all unexplored territory.

If it didn't attach, that would be more reason for them to find another method that didn't include any sacrifices.

Genis took the key crest in his hands, turning it over gently like it may break. Aside from the lens overtop, it looked like an ordinary key crest, not unlike the one Dirk made. The lens was only necessary to keep it from being tampered with, he figured. If there was anything else unusual about it, Genis's untrained eyes couldn't pick it up.

"Is there anything special about it?" he asked before offering it to Mithos again on his open palm. Something he could do so naturally without even thinking about it - because they were friends. He wasn't like the Desians in the room with them that hadn't said a word to him or questioned Mithos once this entire time. The Desians that hadn't even stood closer to him that necessary, even though they had probably known Mithos longer than he had. While he was in awe of Mithos's power, everyone else was probably scared of it.

...he wondered if Mithos liked it that way.