"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

An older man who seems to be about the age of 40 appears from behind the priest. As if occupying his shadow.

"Where did you find this boy, my son?"

The man named Dracula was tall and draped in a black cloak with dark hair. The inside of his cloak was red like blood.

"Scarlet found him at the bottom of the dungeon. He was trapped there."

Johnathan responded. Then Dracula asked something more interesting and plausible.

"Is he cursed? If he was trapped in the very bottom of the dungeon then someone probably didn't want him to escape."

"He's not cursed!"

Scarlet was quick to defend him. She had already claimed him as her own.

"Can he talk yet? The system is supposed to translate what he says to us."

Dracula asked genuinely curious. Rin was also curious. Rin then backed him up.

"Hello?"

However, Moniker's response was still in a different language. The language was complex and ancient.

"What does that mean?"

Scarlet asked confused.

"It means that his language is beyond the system. Either that or the status wasn't made to translate that language.

Dracula explained. Then Scarlet spoke to her father with concern.

"So we can't talk to him?"

"It's possible. We just need to teach him our language. Luckily I have just the thing... memory transfer! I'll just give him my memories of learning the language. There is however a chance that he goes insane."

"Really?!"

Scarlet seemed concerned. Dracula began to walk towards Moniker. Slow methodical footsteps echoed through the white room. Moniker tilted his head in confusion. Dracula then placed his hand on Moniker's head.

"I wonder what he's going to sound like."

Scarlet was once again excited.

The color left Moniker's eyes for a moment and then returned.

"Hello?"

Scarlet's eyes were once again ablaze with joy and curiosity.

"..."

"Can you understand me?"

"..."

"Maybe he's mute."

"Scar...let."

"!"

Scarlet's eyes began to shine and a large grin appeared on her face as she heard a charming voice.

"Say it again!"

"Scarlet?"

"Yay!"

The day had gone and it was now night. Scarlet had shown Moniker a room in which he could sleep(he doesn't need to). Then she left him there and Moniker waited until the sun came up and Scarlet came back. The door to his room opened and she saw him floating in the air spinning slowly.

"Did you not sleep?"

"Sleep?"

"...Nevermind. Let's just get you some new clothes."