[ It's not hard to understand what he means — at some point, they've gained quite a number of followers, ones that have followed them from a distance. The ones that understood they were working to get out, that somehow, the Audentes had a better chance of escaping compared to the others. She wonders what punishment, what trial was supposed to await them at the end; is the minotaur simply the executioner, not a hurdle but an end?

She'll never find out, from the looks of it. But Lucina can't exactly say that she's sorry. She does, however, take a moment of silence before she opens her mouth again, tone quiet, contemplative. ] It would not do to begin regretting our actions now. What's done is done.

[ And then, louder: ] ... However, you are correct. There is still work left to do, before we can consider our business here done. [ But quickly — they don't have a lot of time, before the portal will begin to close on them. ]