"If I can leave," Albel echoed. And he wasn't sure if he could. If there had been others here before him, he didn't know about it; and if they'd come and gone, he wasn't sure how. He wasn't sure how he'd even gotten here in the first place. Perhaps he'd simply be spirited away again, the same way he was to this place.

"I suppose we'll see. Until then, I will remain here."

Besides... he liked Vincent well enough. It wasn't fair for someone to be trapped here alone like this.