He is relieved, for but a moment, when he hears nothing in reply to Yuuya. As much as Zangetsu already walking away irritates him after all, there is little to be done, and the ignorance in Yuuya's direction at least gives hope that perhaps one more of them is getting out of this.

Or one, over all. Gongenzaka stiffens despite himself, and he can feel his blood run cold. He finds himself using that spell of his, as an after thought-will he find that same poison, he wonders, tainting Yuugo? Tainting him? Or does the Prince simply see, somehow, through the eyes of the manor, living and breathing all that goes on within it. It would perhaps explain, he thinks, how so many of them had been taken as it were. How Sans, who could teleport, was taken...

He can do little more than grind his teeth. Moving downward is not an option. He is too far up, and too weak to even move his vines. The poison has been spreading, after all, infecting his natural system of vines and roots. Spreading up and through his side, into the vines of his mane, his tail...

It is difficult to breathe, he thinks, holding the image of his own soul in his mind just for a moment.

But when the moment passes, he is quiet. Let them come, then. If Yuuya can go free for now, then they have done at least that much more than expected now.