Uriel put his cutlery down, swallowing what he'd been chewing, then leaning back.
He let out a sigh of satisfaction.
'This food sucks, by the gods.' He complained in his mind as he ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back before turning to Mariah.
Though he found the food utterly disgusting—worse than even the sludge he'd been forced to eat in the prison for years—he didn't let it show on his expression.
He smiled. "I'm all ears."
Mariah smiled back, unbothered by the rather exaggerated proximity between the two of them. The chairs alongside the semi-circular table were quite close, and now, so were their faces.
"As I said, you were allowed into the Spiral House due to your miraculous achievements, which impressed the House itself."
"Normally, to enter, you would've needed to decipher the runic puzzle, then from that puzzle form a runic key and then use that key to enter the House."
