There was a long moment of silence on Ansem's end as well, as he turned over the options he had. But in the end, there was only one real answer. If he didn't know where to begin, then he would begin at the beginning. He would start with that which he knew best. Darkness. More specifically, what manner of reactions he could force out of her darkness. Could he control it, as he did his own darkness and the lesser darknesses of his world?

"Come here," he spoke at last, shattering the gathering silence. He doubted the girl would listen, of course. But that wasn't what was important. He had given her the option to come willingly. He would not do so again.