Boredom. That was perhaps one of the most dangerous emotions to ever be associated with Landon. He looked around, as a demon appeared and Lord began speaking to it. He called it...Van. Landon looked up at the demon, tilting his head to the side, as though studying her. But more than just studying, in a way. Observing. Taking in.
He breathed a sigh of exasperation, moving nearer to the gate.
The cold was starting to get to him - his fingers were beginning to numb and the odd aura the entire place was giving him set him on an edge. He preferred not to speak to Lord, but if he had to...
He frowned, turning to Lord.
"Perhaps your letter went astray?" Landon asked, speaking for the first time in a while.