[she breathes in sharply when he steps into the light. from how they'd been described, she'd expected the other monsters to be more...well, monstrous. if it wasn't for him revealing his form in the light, she wouldn't have been able to tell. after a moment of stunned, poignant silence, she slowly says:]
Is this... what you've changed into?
[she does not speak with fear of his eerie form, but rather with curiosity. she figures the other changed non-natives have experienced their unfair share of revulsion from the locals; she does not plan on contributing to that.]
[The moment it is obvious she is not scared, not running away, it is almost like a heavy weight falls off his shoulders. He nods, slowly, not quite yet believing she isn't about to call him a monster (deserved, he thinks, what else are they to these new arrivals?).]
Yes. I... not entirely. [Best be out with it all at once. If this did not scare her, perhaps... no, he doesn't hold much hope that his actual form will not scare her away, but he promised her the truth, and the truth she shall get. And so he lets his focus over his form shift away, and slowly, his shape changes, shimmers, until there is nothing but a black shadow in a vague form of a person standing in his place.]
This is the form the gods here changed me into. [The words do not come from a mouth as there is none, but they echo around them, strangely disembodied and yet it is the same voice, same tone as before.]
[and unlike before, this revelation does scare her, for a bit. her eyes widen, and she instinctively draws her arms around herself. she hadn't known what to expect, and what he's showing her now was nowhere near what she would have considered. the way his voice comes from seemingly nowhere sends a chill up her spine. but that's it for the momentary fear, leaving an awkward silence behind before she cautiously breaks it.]
Sorry, I... wasn't exactly prepared for that. [she then shakes her head in a bit of embarrassment, raising her hands before her and waving them apologetically.] Sorry, that sounded a little rude—I should just stop talking, shouldn't it?
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[she breathes in sharply when he steps into the light. from how they'd been described, she'd expected the other monsters to be more...well, monstrous. if it wasn't for him revealing his form in the light, she wouldn't have been able to tell. after a moment of stunned, poignant silence, she slowly says:]
Is this... what you've changed into?
[she does not speak with fear of his eerie form, but rather with curiosity. she figures the other changed non-natives have experienced their unfair share of revulsion from the locals; she does not plan on contributing to that.]
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Yes. I... not entirely. [Best be out with it all at once. If this did not scare her, perhaps... no, he doesn't hold much hope that his actual form will not scare her away, but he promised her the truth, and the truth she shall get. And so he lets his focus over his form shift away, and slowly, his shape changes, shimmers, until there is nothing but a black shadow in a vague form of a person standing in his place.]
This is the form the gods here changed me into. [The words do not come from a mouth as there is none, but they echo around them, strangely disembodied and yet it is the same voice, same tone as before.]
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Sorry, I... wasn't exactly prepared for that. [she then shakes her head in a bit of embarrassment, raising her hands before her and waving them apologetically.] Sorry, that sounded a little rude—I should just stop talking, shouldn't it?