Just like the others, Faith is led into the dark room with the chair. Looming over it is Silverhorn, who peers out from the shadows and dismisses the guards with a wave of his hand, beckoning them to close the doors after.
Silverhorn: Faith Nymphara. Please, take a seat.
Silverhorn circles around the chair with loud, pounding footsteps to be more easily seen from Faith's new vantage point.
Silverhorn: My understanding is that you're not truly a Navi, but rather a human being emulated onto the net. Rather an old-fashioned system, but apparently you've found a very effective way to do so. But let me ask you this....
Silverhorn's head tilts slightly as he pauses.
Silverhorn: Why are you here? Your physical body and mind should be able to simply disconnect from the net, making you far less limited by the ties that hold the others to our world. Would you be kind enough to educate me on this matter a bit?
Faith Nymphra chuckled quietly at how he had pronounced her last name. It was a common mistake but still somehow endearing. She went to take her seat, but was a bit startled by the loud steps so she remained standing next to it instead as Silverhorn provided his introduction.
Still standing, Faith spoke back with a confidence in her voice indicating that she was ready to face those threats he'd promised earlier while she was in her cell.
" Well, that wouldn't be very fair. I can't just go ditching my new friends at the first sign of trouble -- we stumbled in here together, I'm fine stumbling through it together as well. "
Truth be told, she wasn't entirely sure if pulsing out would have worked prior to this, but even knowing that it would didn't change her stance on the matter: a one-for-all mentality, clearly.
" Treat me like you would any of them -- I won't be running away or anything while they're all caged up here. "
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Silverhorn: I see. A noble stance, Ms. Nymphara. Definitely admirable. And it brings up a good point; the bars of this prison are temporary, just here from the previous warden's ways. My hope is to remove them and provide a far more comfortable stay soon. But that aside...
Silverhorn's head draws slightly closer to Faith before he continues.
Silverhorn: Your coming here was rather sudden. I'm sure that you have questions, and I'd be happy to put your concerns to rest. Please, ask whatever you like.
Faith seemed surprised at his reaction, but sat down finally as she felt a bit more comfortable now that the tension in the air was lightened by it. Her posture was upright -- her back not touching the chair as she sat nearly in the position of attention.
" Oh? Who was the previous warden? "
She had another question, but stopped there for now. He was certainly behaving differently than she expected at first, but it was better than the alternative so she'd count her blessings for that much.