[Douman blinks. And then looks back at Sheila. No, no, That can't be true. They're one thing, yes, they're an inhuman human, born to eat gods, and tear through enemies like they're nothing but piles of flesh and blood, but...]
[Sheila, did you not just see Douman in a whole bed of guts and gore KEEP UP]
I am sure that you had to do what had to be done, in that case. [A bow of the head.] I, too, have found myself in such situations...so I won't judge, hardly, not at all.
[THEY MAY BE TALKING ABOUT THIS CALMLY but she kind of. Pauses. Furrows her eyebrows. Frowns sympathetically.]
... I'm sorry. I know how it feels to wake up one morning and suddenly, you have to deal with a completely different food pyramid. It's so hard to deal with this by yourself.
[Gently reaches over to pat pat a clarm (clown arm).]
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Hang on, you don't have go—
[Or, rather, they won't be able to go. Because another memory will hit them like a big yellow school bus. Terrible.]
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[What?]
[Douman blinks. And then looks back at Sheila. No, no, That can't be true. They're one thing, yes, they're an inhuman human, born to eat gods, and tear through enemies like they're nothing but piles of flesh and blood, but...]
[Her?]
...You...ate someone?
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... He attacked me. I couldn't help it?
[STRESS LEVELS 100%]
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[And suddenly, a light laugh, and a pat on her shoulder.]
It's quite alright. You're in like-minded company.
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[Just. Immediately baffled, staring at the hand on her shoulder.]
You, too...?
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I am sure that you had to do what had to be done, in that case. [A bow of the head.] I, too, have found myself in such situations...so I won't judge, hardly, not at all.
[SOMETIMES YOU BOTH JUST EAT PEOPLE]
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O-Okay...? [PROCESSING, PROCESSING...] Wait. I know why I have to eat people, but why you?
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[A little sigh, like "just can't help it".]
It seems that I have been made into a carnivorous beast. Not that I crave it, or it is necessary, but...it is part of my nature, as I am.
[douman please don't talk about this so calmly]
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[THEY MAY BE TALKING ABOUT THIS CALMLY but she kind of. Pauses. Furrows her eyebrows. Frowns sympathetically.]
... I'm sorry. I know how it feels to wake up one morning and suddenly, you have to deal with a completely different food pyramid. It's so hard to deal with this by yourself.
[Gently reaches over to pat pat a clarm (clown arm).]
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[And what a nice gesture? Douman looks over at the patting hand, looking...grateful? Aw, nice to have cannibal support.]
Though...I understand my situation, but yours? How did you come to...be like that?
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Well... [She tilts her head, thinking.] I ate some bad clams, threw up an organ, died, and then I woke up like this.
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...Pardon? [It sounds so simple that Douman isn't sure if she isn't just joking.] You...threw up an organ and died? From eating clams?
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Very bad clams. They were infected with an ancient virus.
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[???????]
A virus transformed you into...what you are now?
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