Ah, the train station. Good ole salvation for his poor, pained legs. Apparently, not only was it an amazing convenience, it was so much a convenience that it also served as a stronghold for activity. Well, he certainly didn't mind the amount of people if they stayed out of their way. For some reason, he doubted it would happen, but he pressed on. The thought of having to share a train with this obscene amount of people was less than appealing, but -- Anything for Mother.
"I would." And it really was a dream come true. They'd worked so hard for this, to make their Mother happy, to do as she wanted. He still wasn't sure what to expect. Would she be happy with Kadaj? What about himself? Would she question Loz's absence? Scold them like the children they were for losing a sibling and leaving him to fend for himself? Perhaps she'd have work for them, perhaps not.
It was... strange. He wanted to please her so much, and wanted her happy, but what did he know of her? They were working so hard for a Mother they'd never met. While thoughts like that may have made on questions motives, it instead made Yazoo all the more excited to finally have the chance to see her. Briefly, he wondered if Kadaj felt the same. The Reunion with Mother was most important for the "youngest," after all. Kadaj had worked the hardest, he had put the most effort into the cause and had always been determined to do whatever it took to make her happy, yet, he never met her, had he? Surely, this was an exceptionally happy time for Kadaj.
...And this place was still extremely unfortunately populated. The more he saw, the more who got in their way, the more they irritated him to an astounding degree (though, truthfully, he only looked half-irritated). He nodded in reply to Kadaj's silent suggestion and extended his left arm, fingers fanning out against the air as he turned his hand up horizontal to his wrist. Within a matter of moments, a shadowy figure began to emerge from the ground and soon took the form of a Shadow Creeper and was soon accompanied by a second. The pair seemed to do a great deal of getting people to move out of their way, and Yazoo smirked as he watched the ensuing outburst of panic before looking back at his sibling and nodding toward the train. "Shall we?"
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"I would." And it really was a dream come true. They'd worked so hard for this, to make their Mother happy, to do as she wanted. He still wasn't sure what to expect. Would she be happy with Kadaj? What about himself? Would she question Loz's absence? Scold them like the children they were for losing a sibling and leaving him to fend for himself? Perhaps she'd have work for them, perhaps not.
It was... strange. He wanted to please her so much, and wanted her happy, but what did he know of her? They were working so hard for a Mother they'd never met. While thoughts like that may have made on questions motives, it instead made Yazoo all the more excited to finally have the chance to see her. Briefly, he wondered if Kadaj felt the same. The Reunion with Mother was most important for the "youngest," after all. Kadaj had worked the hardest, he had put the most effort into the cause and had always been determined to do whatever it took to make her happy, yet, he never met her, had he? Surely, this was an exceptionally happy time for Kadaj.
...And this place was still extremely unfortunately populated. The more he saw, the more who got in their way, the more they irritated him to an astounding degree (though, truthfully, he only looked half-irritated). He nodded in reply to Kadaj's silent suggestion and extended his left arm, fingers fanning out against the air as he turned his hand up horizontal to his wrist. Within a matter of moments, a shadowy figure began to emerge from the ground and soon took the form of a Shadow Creeper and was soon accompanied by a second. The pair seemed to do a great deal of getting people to move out of their way, and Yazoo smirked as he watched the ensuing outburst of panic before looking back at his sibling and nodding toward the train. "Shall we?"