WeepingWisteria

"How does you sending a message help you hear her?"

Dima sighed. Do you promise not to touch my hippocampus, my amygdala, any part of the brain responsible for emotions or memories? Zeda blinked. "Uhh, do you promise to just ...

Dima hummed. As long as you're careful. "She said as long as you're careful! Like, don't accidentally bump into anything you shouldn't touch."

Ahhh! I love that!!! And of course she isn't.

Hev stood up and followed after the doctor. He turned to Will and mouthed, "Just play along."

Dusk burst out laughing. "A Powepoint? Really?" Vendetta giggled. "I'm trembling in fear."

Hev flinched. "Dear heavens, those are awful." He covered his ears, his wings bristling in agitation. He didn't realize something could be so... loud. It seemed impossible. The sound rattled ...

Dima looked up. What? "She's asking what you mean by that."

Ooh whoops. Accidentally confused your character from your other realm. XDD

Vendetta gasped. "What? We're... we're too late?" They looked in distress at their group.

Hmm. Well, we have a standard knight, a druid, and a lost farmer. So hmm. Perhaps a ranged fighter? Perhaps even a cleric for healing magic.

Hev furrowed his eyebrows. "I... I'm not sure." He had never heard of that before. And he was quite insensitive to pain. After all, he had felt so much that ...

"Dude, did you just plagiarize the Chronicles of Narnia?" Vendetta huffed. "Not cool, man. Now you're going to call yourself Nobody, conqueror of Polyphemus."

"My sister speaks directly to your mind. Your minds are out of range, so you get half of the conversation."

"I wasn't talking to you!" Dima sighed. "What? I'm only making sure they can hear me."