She was baffled by his mindset. He could still crack nasty jokes with her in such a dangerous situation, which had even made her think that the upheaval in Dark Night City probably had not affected him all that much. Just when you thought he was falling apart, he would sometimes seem perfectly fine.
"Doesn't it hurt? That power of yours can neutralize chaos, but with contact this close, are you sure this corpse won't annihilate you?"
She stared at him and voiced her doubts.
Lynn grinned, struggling to adjust his Monocle with his tongue, and said:
"Of course it hurts. My whole back has rotted away, and it hurts like a motherfucker. But it won't annihilate me. It's not that my power is weak, but that I haven't yet dug much of the Firstborn's power out of my soul. After all, I know how these Jailers died at 'my' hands."
His current condition was actually quite peculiar.
He was like a patient who had drunk plenty of water but had urinary stones, painfully straining just to squeeze out a drop or two.
But being able to squeeze out only a drop or two did not mean he lacked water.
That was exactly his situation now.
"Don't worry. As long as you're in my arms, with me shielding you, the chaos on the corpse won't affect you. Good thing you're small enough to hold with one arm, too. Otherwise, pulling off this kind of fusion really would be a pain."
That was another reason he found lolis so agreeable, because...
They were easy to carry!
Brain frowned in his arms and asked uneasily:
"Are they still watching us?"
Lynn looked up at the turbulent blood mist beyond the barrier of chaos and said with a faint smile:
"They don't have