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Pale brows rose expectantly at the silence that followed Babylon's assurance that he could provide answers. It would probably be helpful if he actually asked a question, but he figured all the biggest ones were fairly obvious, and were a dandy place to start for an explanation.

Instead, the knight asked a question of his own, one that had Baikal frowning as his head pulled back, chin tipping. "Feel what?" But even as he asked it, he could feel it. A slight tug, a nagging sense that was hard to explain, and harder to ignore.

Drawing in a long breath, the page lifted a hand to rub the heel of his palm over his face. "Never mind. I feel it. What is it?"

But again, no immediate answers. Baikal sighed as Babylone shrugged. "What's probably important. What does the tugging mean?" Now that the adrenaline rush was starting to fade he was just tired.

"Olympus?" As in, Mt. Olympus, the legendary home of the Grecian gods? Baikal looked skeptical, or perhaps just baffled. This evening had started out so delightfully normal, an in the space of fifteen minutes had taken a serious very wild and drastic turns.

Pale eyes landed on the arm as it was offered, and the young man's lips twisted dubiously. Taking Babylon's arm was sure to lead to even more weirdness, but the Knight owed him answers. If he refused the...summons, who was to say he'd find him again? This might be his only chance.

Gathering his resolve, Baikal lifted a hand a lay it on the other knight's forearm reluctantly.