Sometimes it's easy to forget how young Kurloz is, but when there's a look of wonderr on his face it's hard to see him as anything but the child he is. It's something that the Psiioniic finds relieving, and he laughs, bright and clear and genuine as Kurloz traces his mask. The glow around him flickers for just a moment, getting brighter for just a second.

He steps back, pushing himself up and off the floor. "Follow me, then." He has to push away the sounds of the Initiate's death, and it's easier to ignore the voices than he thoughthe could be, but it still colors his actions with hesitation.