Vilo, who had been shaken by the whole conversation, sat silent. His body was tense, him looking down with a rare expression on him, he was lost. His eyes were shrowded with the darkness of the conversation. His thoughts stabbed through his body like knives, going wild with the possibilities that might happen. He shook every time someone spoke and he never lifted his head up. He was whimpering softly, thinking on what to do. He raised his head after a few minutes of silence from him and spoke in a shaky, hushed tone, but so Chrystella could still hear him,"I-I'll go, too...". That was all he could say before he quickly lowered his head again.