"I thought they'd all gone away," Soldat admits. They have their warming rubies still in their right pocket, so that hand? Nice and cozy. The metal one, of course, doesn't need to be kept warm. "I thought. I wonder if any of them want to stay," they say, changing the course of their sentence mid-thought. "If all they need is somewhere constantly in the darkness, if they did."

It's probably not going to happen, the spirits have never had any problem just... leaving. But they kind of want to ask around, now, anyway. Maybe they can go down into the underwater lab. Or the mines. Anywhere the sun doesn't touch.