Because I obviously should be having tea somewhere ever so calmly while several of you have just shown up out of the blue covered in blood and gore, hm!
[And a laugh.]
But really. This is a surprising turn of events. One can't help but be worried as to what happened.
[Hmm. So he wants information, then? Her lips are a little thin, but. . . she'll answer.]
We were suddenly transported somewhere else. I haven't had the opportunity to talk to an Avatar about it yet, so I couldn't say how or why. The blood was not mine.
[She. . . has had a day, so she's just going to be blunt.]
Let's dispense with the well-wishes. You want to know in case the same happens again. As any of us would.
[Douman. Has never been anything but polite and friendly with her, but she doesn't have a strong sense he's going to have a sleepless night fretting about her mental health.]
[It's not really an assessment of their character - she would believe the same of most people who asked after her. When they say that they like her, she frowns a little.]
. . . We were transported to another place entirely. It was revolting there. Fit for giants, and full of monstrous creatures that tried to devour us. We had to fight our way to the exit.
They were monstrosities - humanoid giants, enormously fat and ravenous. Except for the one in the school, with a long neck like a snake. She was particularly nasty.
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[And a laugh.]
But really. This is a surprising turn of events. One can't help but be worried as to what happened.
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We were suddenly transported somewhere else. I haven't had the opportunity to talk to an Avatar about it yet, so I couldn't say how or why. The blood was not mine.
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[A tilt of the head, bells jingling.]
Sheila looked pretty shaken...are you sure you're all alright?
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Let's dispense with the well-wishes. You want to know in case the same happens again. As any of us would.
[Douman. Has never been anything but polite and friendly with her, but she doesn't have a strong sense he's going to have a sleepless night fretting about her mental health.]
I won't take offense if we talk on those terms.
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[A pause...and then a light laugh.]
I am only asking for your supposed comfort. I do like you, you know. But if it pleases you better to discuss it like that, I wouldn't mind.
[A man of many faces. Douman is everything people expect, and everything they don't expect. But they don't seem offended, either way.]
But anyways, yes. That place...what was it like? What did you see?
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. . . We were transported to another place entirely. It was revolting there. Fit for giants, and full of monstrous creatures that tried to devour us. We had to fight our way to the exit.
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[An...interesting descriptor.]
So you were all...small? How odd. And I suppose the blood was the blood of those creatures you all fought.
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It seems you all fought well and made it out in one piece. Well done.
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. . . You really oughtn't praise an effort you haven't seen.
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[Because like, if someone ended up dead, that would be another thing entirely.]
But yes. I suppose I cannot judge. [A low huff.] Why...were you all wearing those hats, by the way?
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We thought the hats might have been important when we found them, but they were meaningless.
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[There was a teddy bear in Sheila's hands. She looked distraught. They all did.]
[Douman's expression doesn't change. They simply ask, quietly:]
Was there someone else with you all, Harrowhawk?
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Anyway, Harrow's mouth turns down into an ugly scowl, her dark eyes glinting.]
Indeed, there were. Monsters. Is that not scintillating enough? I could try describing them.
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[Douman shakes their head. The bells on the tufts of their hair jingle, lightly.]
...Describe them, if you wish. If you feel you need to.
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[She laughs a little at that, short.]
They were monstrosities - humanoid giants, enormously fat and ravenous. Except for the one in the school, with a long neck like a snake. She was particularly nasty.
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How dreadful. They sound like monsters I would've seen haunting townsfolk, in my time alive.