[Ogata, for all his cool, collected personality, spends several moments being just as shocked at their surroundings as the other two. He's still not fully used to magic just being a Normal Thing, so he really wasn't fully prepared to Go To Hell. Though, the huge fireball their chaperone just threw like it was nothing helps. Clearly this madman knows what he's doing.
And well, Ogata's been told by various people to go to hell several times. Surely it actually happening was inevitable. This is actually all rather funny in a cosmic sort of way. If you die in hell, where do you even go? Do you just stay there? It's all comically stupid.
Speaking of stupid, he glances over at the reedy teenager he's supposed to be working with while the OTHER teenager does some nonsense with a mirror.]
Try not to make this take any longer than it has to take. [To Ferran, as he unslings his rifles from his shoulder, pulling ammunition out of his belt. As he loads his gun, he gestures with an elbow at Shuichi.] I don't trust this one to be much help and I only have so many bullets.
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And well, Ogata's been told by various people to go to hell several times. Surely it actually happening was inevitable. This is actually all rather funny in a cosmic sort of way. If you die in hell, where do you even go? Do you just stay there? It's all comically stupid.
Speaking of stupid, he glances over at the reedy teenager he's supposed to be working with while the OTHER teenager does some nonsense with a mirror.]
Try not to make this take any longer than it has to take. [To Ferran, as he unslings his rifles from his shoulder, pulling ammunition out of his belt. As he loads his gun, he gestures with an elbow at Shuichi.] I don't trust this one to be much help and I only have so many bullets.
[Well. Rude.]