Audience: Harrowhark Nonagesimus

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Oh- I, uh, I guess so. I'm not very good at that kind of thing.

[he reaches up to rub the back of his neck.]

Which is probably a good thing, overall?

[bonetiddies]

Yes, it is probably a good thing.

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I'm fine with it. I don't think I really want to be intimidating, it's already hard enough to talk to people.

[bonetiddies]

You said you aren't used to everyone being "chill" about everything.

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I mean-- I'm used to being mostly by myself. Myself plus several dead people, anyway, and people who aren't dead usually think I'm out of my mind, so.

[bonetiddies]

Oh.

[. . . She smiles a little at that, actually.]

Yes, I can relate.

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I kinda thought you might.

[they're smiling too, under the hood.]

I'm way more used to dead people than alive ones, but that always sort of weirds people out?

[bonetiddies]

The only other youth, growing up in Drearburh, was a man seventeen years my senior. I was surrounded by our elderly and the crypts. Though I can't say I spoke much with the dead by choice.

[Little does she know...]