Mary had been searching for him for quite a while. This ship was so big, but it was her job to keep an eye on him. Somehow he'd just waltzed out again. Not that she'd actually locked him inside, but still. She hadn't been watching him properly, and now people were in danger. Just lovely.
She raced through the halls, trying to find him until she was sure that she could hear that sound. The sound of anti-time, that crackle and fizz through the air. Turning the corner, she spotted him.
But he was laughing. Great. "Zagreus." Why hadn't she brought anything to defend herself with?