[her wrist didn't look bullet wound injured to him, but he hasn't realized that the effect she's talking about didn't leave an injury.]
...I think that would freak anyone out. But, I bet it was some kind of sick joke or trick.
[because otherwise there's a presumably snake eating someone behind the door she told him not to open and he's choosing not to grapple with that right now!!]
Not in that one. Different door. [also, valid?] You're not wrong, it kind of uh, it reeks of the type of hallucinations and provoking stuff that happened in the station.
Mind tricks. Things to unsettle us, scare us. It's probably funny to whatever is watching.
once they get to the gift shop, she wanders over to the shirts, chewing her bottom lip.] Hmm. Does it count as free advertising if you bleed all over the merch?
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[a pause. she tries to catch her breath. thinks.]
The UWU? Or maybe it wasn't. [her ears flick back and press against her skull like an agitated cat.]
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Do you want me to check for you?
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[there's an awkward pause.]
Is there anything else you need...?
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... Sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to yell. [she holds her wrist a little tighter.] You can help me wrap this if you really want.
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[and she was trying to help him, anyways. so, he nods.]
Of course. I'm sure we can find something for it... Can you stand?
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Is that the only you've been inside? And, can I ask exactly you saw? Did it just look exactly like that thing, or...
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I saw a like... a snake? Or something. It wasn't exactly like the UWU, but it opened it's mouth and... had a person in it. So I freaked out.
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[her wrist didn't look bullet wound injured to him, but he hasn't realized that the effect she's talking about didn't leave an injury.]
...I think that would freak anyone out. But, I bet it was some kind of sick joke or trick.
[because otherwise there's a presumably snake eating someone behind the door she told him not to open and he's choosing not to grapple with that right now!!]
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Mind tricks. Things to unsettle us, scare us. It's probably funny to whatever is watching.
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[unsurprisingly, he sounds angry as he says that.]
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Do you - want to talk about it? It's okay if you don't. Just, it must have been terrifying.
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I'm not really scared of a lot of things. [and back at the door.] I'm more powerful than anything I've come across. Except for the UWU.
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It'd scare me, too, if I came across one of the only things I couldn't beat.
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[he's not sure whether that'll help right to remember right this second, but - it's worth a try.]
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[deep breath.] It's fine. It wasn't real, it was just whoever fucking with me. Sorry, just, y'know - the old PTSD or whatever! I'll get over it.
Um, I have no idea where to find bandaids.
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[he doesn't know what ptsd is but he can slightly guess from context.]
We might need to use something else... I haven't seen any of those around. We could cut some fabric off one of the shirts in the gift shop, maybe...?
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[she's a little jittery now, rip] Let's go.
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[off they go! he glances her way, clearly concerned, every couple of moments as they walk.]
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once they get to the gift shop, she wanders over to the shirts, chewing her bottom lip.] Hmm. Does it count as free advertising if you bleed all over the merch?
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[what's marketing]
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