Mercury arrived shortly after the call of his Aegis, he smiled at Artorias, and nodded his head in greeting. Making his way to the bonfire, he grabbed his own branch and thought of the people he had lost. Of the family and friends that had been swallowed by the Volcano. But he thought of new beginnings, as well. Art had given him that, had believed in him and sparked to life the desire to carry on. He touched his kindling to the fire and released it, amidst a few sparks as it caught alight.
After that, he took a few steps back to clear the room, and took a seat. Wondering what faces he would see - old and new - at this festival.