"…Oh?"
Though he'd begun to doubt whether Valyr would be called by the organizer before the first round neared its end, the young man made sure to push his senses to the limits every time an organizer came down to announce the people that made up the next batch.
Because of that, he was only slightly caught off guard by the fact that his original identity was finally called.
"Looks like it's your turn," said Ataraxia to Valyr the moment the organizer was done, giving the latter a knowing grin.
"Seems so," replied Valyr, giving his other identity a knowing smile in return. "Wish me luck."
"As if you'd need something like that." Ataraxia let out a slight chuckle in response, only to then give the young man a few words of well wishes.
Faintly shaking his head at the young man's contradictory response, Valyr beamed a smile at him one last time before heading up to the surface, eventually leaving Ataraxia off to his own devices.
"…Well then."
