"How long have those two been inside?"
Outside the Sain Dungeon, the Skyrim Strategy Group gathered around the Teleportation Gate. The night was gradually fading, and they estimated that it would soon be dawn.
"It's been three hours and twenty-two minutes." Tami reported the time accurately, down to the minute.
"If they're lucky, they should have died three or four times by now," Luluwo said.
"Captain, that's a bit unlucky to say..." Berto quipped.
"No, I just mean, why is she still wasting time up there."
Indeed, Elsa's current objective shouldn't be to focus on the Painting World, which isn't closely related to her, but to break away from the Light Eagle Group as soon as possible.
Having gone through so much, Elsa shouldn't be unclear about what's crucial and what's not.
"I trust that she knows what she's doing," Tami said.
"Why?"
"Uh, just believe, belief doesn't need a reason."
