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Kyran almost cringed at Kiara's outburst at his comment, the animosity almost poisonous in the air. The darkrai tried not to let its overwhelming confusion show, for drawing out anything that may be lurking in the depths of the labyrinthine cave was what Kyran was aiming for with the suggested special move, only in a more cautious manner. If anything was out there, the two darkrai would hear them fall from the effects of the attack better than they would hear them sneak up to investigate the raucous noise. However, Kyran was not going to undermine its sibling, not for fear of repercussions but out of respect. There was a toiling, lingering obsession with the notion that Kiara was always, always right; the best that the darker of the two could do was perhaps aid the midnight purple one in her endeavors, if Kyran did not find itself in the way first.

Arguing was not something that was an option, at this point in time. Apologizing made way for further anger, as apparently silence did at this point in time. Kiara was dangerously volatile at the moment, and any wrong move was sure to send her over the deep end, but what was Kyran suppose to say? "You're not mistaken, I've just misunderstood," the darkrai tried to offer, blue eyes turned back to the darkness in search of whatever Kiara's attacks on the foundation may bring out, a way to shrink back from her verbal attacks without physically doing so. It was hard to be both a strong sibling and completely devoted at the same time without seeming like a coward, and the darkrai knew there was failure in the way things currently operated. There was dismayed query into whether Kyran would ever be adequate enough for its sibling.

The reason the twins' relationship worked despite many glaring faults most likely stemmed from the fact that they both aimed for the same goals, both on the outside world as well as the social interaction between the two. Congeniality may have been one-sided, but this tended to be beneficial in a way, by diminishing any power struggle that may have been present without. What Kiara said was law, and although deep down Kyran may have a sense of confusion, he never took it as a lingering doubt on the purity of the shiny darkrai's verity. There was no point in skepticism except to build a wall between them, and Kyran was determined to never let it come to that. Kiara was all he had, why would the darkrai intentionally ruin that?

Kyran was tempted to smile as her hostility towards her sibling seemed to curb, but hesitated with the notion that the expression may be taken the wrong way. Like walking on eggshells through a mine field. The blackened pokémon followed close behind as Kiara made her way further into the depths of their potential abode, tensed and at the ready for any command she were to give to her twin. Kyran just wanted to be useful, and if the shadowed pokémon were capable of fulfilling that every so often, then... "Lead the way and tell me what I should do, I'm ready," Kyran stated eagerly. He wasn't sure if Kiara's current temperament would be annoyed or... well, as close as she could get to "happy" about this sort of thing, at the thought of being the master puppeteer. Maybe it was always a conflicting mix of both.

Kyran's attention shifted away, slightly and only momentarily. I'd be lost, Kiara... the black darkrai responded silently before poising claws at the ready once more, ready for anything to pop out of the... empty pathway. They lowered once more, for while defenses were still not completely lowered, it was apparent that there was no need to expect any imminent danger. Perking at the shiny's query, Kyran hesitated, "It's empty, and it doesn't appear that there has been any lingering occupation, at least in a good while." Taking a second glance around the walls, the blue-eyed darkrai added, "It has potential." Was he being foolish for considering she may have wanted so much in the way of a response?