He really didn't want to think they could have taken her, even though it was a third possibility. She'd been still healing from the fight with Larxene the last he'd seen her, since Flonne hadn't been awake to use magic to fix her. Getting injured again would be...

Ergh. It wasn't a nice thing to think about by far. Hopefully, whatever happened to her, and Timon for that matter, it wasn't the Organization this time. Unfortunately, it wasn't something that could be ruled out either. "Yeah... let's hope."

Laharl finally lifted an eyebrow, glancing to his Old Man. Could he be any more obviously awkward? In fact, it was making this seem less like he'd been following. What was he doing out here then?

Wait a minute.

Was this some kind of setup? Somehow the idea of that Goddess... What was her name? Urd? He had the impression she would be the kind to do something like this.

It didn't exactly annoy him. He was tired of his Vyers constant avoiding him. From the way he was acting righ tnow, Laharl suspected looking at it now, he didn't want to be here. So why was he even bothering?

"Fine, I guess," Laharl finally replied.

He paused then spoke up again, "What are you doing out here?"

The Overlord was curious of what his reply would be.