"I used the [Substitute Doll] to copy our appearances. Those guys won't be able to tell."
"What's a [Substitute Doll]?"
Without closing his eyes, Chrollo gave a perfunctory reply.
"Something I stole."
With that, Chrollo's breathing gradually evened out. He seemed to have drifted off to sleep.
Cordis, who lay beside him, wasn't nearly so lucky.
After everything Chrollo had done, Cordis was now wide awake.
He stared blankly at the wooden boards overhead until some unknown hour before dawn.
Just as Cordis was about to drift off to sleep,
his internal clock suddenly went off, leaving the slightly drowsy Cordis wide awake again.
Cordis felt utterly helpless.
But that also told him it was probably around four or five in the morning.
Chrollo, meanwhile, was clearly still asleep beside him.
Just as Cordis was wondering whether he should do something to pass the time,
a door creaked open.
[Go give them some anesthetic. We need to hurry, or we'll miss the ideal time.]
Those words were followed by a series of rustling sounds.
Just as Cordis was trying to guess what those people were doing,
Chrollo suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered.
"Don't make a sound. They're going to anesthetize the two dolls. Do you know what they're going to do next?"
Faced with his questioning gaze, Cordis narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time before answering.
"I think they're going to remove our organs and fill us with treasure before they send us inside."
"Chrollo, didn't you read about this? How come you don't know?"
At that, Chrollo lay back down and closed his eyes again.
"I know. I simply don't want to think about it."
After spending these past few days with Chrollo, Cordis felt he had thoroughly figured out his personality.
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