Predictable down to a T, Citrine thought to herself as she readied her hands for another attack, channeling her waves into her fingertips to destroy the next little wall he would put up.

"Oh, I remember how Purgatorium worked, but this place was starting to make more sense than that. I suppose I was wrong."

It was always a back and forth like this until one of them slipped up - it would be Ed, of course - and Citrine could go in for the kill. This time would be just like that, she was sure.

Or maybe not. Her eyes widened in surprise when she didn't see another wall coming up in front of her as she rushed towards him; that throws her off, and she glances down to make sure nothing is coming from below, catching the movement in her peripheral vision.

'He's—dodging?' She tries to adapt as the realization hits her, losing her balance for just a second as she jumps back in preemptive defense. This was new. 

"Looks like you've picked up common sense since we last did this." Trust her to turn it into a taunt. But there's more she wants to know now, her voice softening a little as she follows up. "How did you leave Purgatorium?"