[Practical matters indeed. Yukiko and Cassandra both look down each path and frown. The letters she can't read, she's no old-language scholar, but that doesn't stop her from flicking on a small fire-light and setting one wisp to drift down each hallway, and another to each sign to illuminate them.]
Huh. I...can either of you read the Old Language? Because I can't, and this is probably pretty important.
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Huh. I...can either of you read the Old Language? Because I can't, and this is probably pretty important.