Not all of us can be Astolfo, either. But, as capricious as the Paladin of Charlemagne was, he had made valid points.

Siegfried didn't just have to accept the way things had always been.

"I... am not sure."

He admitted, musing as he watched the cars idling at the stop light. There was a lot he needed to sort out, both in his brain and in what his capabilities were in this unusual situation. By rights, he shouldn't even be standing at the street corner with Reyson.

Siegfried shouldn't have been standing at all.

"That is something I will be looking to answer while we're here. What happens after is not anything I'm sure of, either."