The Sunspire Manifest that shit

He sat beside the great fissure in the rocks, disappointed but also curious. It was dark down there but full of smells. Atreus bent down to sniff closer, squinting into the shadows, and jumped at the sound of a voice behind him.

“Ancelin.”

He sat up and whipped around in one jerky movement, eyes looking everywhere for any sign of his brother. They only found a swarthy figure, familiar after a few blinks. Atreus stared at Void for a long moment, a shaky exhale the only indication of his disappointment that his brother hadn’t magically materialized.

Yeah, he replied to the man’s question, thrown once again by being discovered by someone he knew. I remember you, he said even as Atreus wondered if his father and aunt might track him down so easily, though would they even bother trying?