Words promising stability would be rejected, because there was no factual consistency to them being true. This was true, except in one case. One solitary case only. Because Rubedo... Angel... Ritsuka... All of them had faded, and in the end, there was only Nigredo. Nothing else. And not by chance--by choice, and Albedo knew that.

So when his little brother spoke, Albedo listened. And then looked past the words to find further need. Leaving things like this would just cause them to rot further. One way or the other, this situation--this Rubedo--needed to be dealt with, because if they left as things were now, it would eat away at them. He knew this as well.

Still, he stared. Still, he made no effort to move. "Go to him," he said, and there was no hostility in the tone. Albedo reached, and the link sparked open between them for the first time since they'd come here. {Send if you need me. I'll...}

One could not lie through the link. Not when one's entire mental and emotional processes were laid bare to speak more clearly. Albedo could not promise to follow. Regardless. {...I'll catch up.}

In one way or the other, the middle Variant would shift his senses.