XIII followed the woman to the castle. As he got closer, a feeling of dread started to wash over him. Something was terribly wrong with the castle. The strange bodies he saw along the way did nothing to dismiss the feeling. Quickly, he and the woman made it to the castle and the altar room inside. The dread was almost palpable in this place. It was close to what he felt before he and his team had entered their base after it had been attacked. 

XIII shook his head free of the thought. Now wasn't the time for such thoughts. He idly listened to the conversation between the woman and one of the people in the room. When the woman said that she didn't know his name, he chuckled despite the scene around them. It was slightly warmer inside the castle, so XIII had a little more control over his shivering and he could talk without stuttering.

"If you knew what my name was, I'd be surprised, considering I don't even know what it is. You can call me XIII, or X if you want. I should mention that there is what looks like a dragon outside attacking a plane." XIII looked at the man the woman was talking to. "I assume you're Zesiro's brother. He went to go see if anyone had made it out of the plane. I would have helped but I can't do anything in this cold."