Ange was fairly quiet as they walked, her expression a little hard to read but it was close to her usual deadpan. But it was mostly her trying to keep herself strong even in the face of all this, really. Those constant screams made shivers run over her spine, the screams of people who had no hope left at all, only pain. Everything was broken, ruined - surely this was one of the worst fragments of all she could have found to dump them in. The lake in the distance was unpleasant too, with the way it was just blood, anyone could tell. And the people drowning in it.. just like the screams, right?

But even though she felt really unsettled, she didn't want to show it. If Bernkastel was watching somewhere, that would only make for more entertainment for her, after all. If she pretended like she didn't care about any of it, maybe it would be less fun for her, so she forced her usual expression on her face, trying to block everything around them out. As long as she could just hold on to Amakusa's hand like this, maybe it would be alright, he seemed to know what he was doing so maybe he would just guide them through..

Ange was awfully quiet because of all this, though, considering she had to focus so much on keeping up a strong front that she didn't even think of anything to say or talking in general, just quietly walking while holding onto his hand.