[He turns his back to Royce and places a trembling hand over his mouth, grips his own face for lack of anything else to grip.]
Th-thank you. For the information.
[Breathe. Breathe, breathe, breathe. He still has questions to ask, but he can't do it like this. He breathes, and turns to face Royce again. No amount of breathing can hide how pale he is.]
... What are you? You eat souls, but... what are you?
[He says it succinctly, without any trace of emotion, as if he's about to launch into a lecture about his species and what he can do. Luckily for Marco, he doesn't.]
There are more types of monsters than what I am, however...you could be turning into something else.
None taken. Not a ghost, though...well, that is the common term people refer to when they see me. I'm not dead, though. Not really. Maybe, in a way, but...not quite.
[He nods.] Yes. Use your time wisely. It'll be gone before you realize it.
[He thinks over how to say it, pursing his lips before he speaks.]
Back home, supposedly I'm...well, not living any more. As far as someone says. So, I am a sort of...paradox. I am here, living, but back home, I am not. Odd. So odd. Don't feel dead, but...who really knows what that feels like?
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[He turns his back to Royce and places a trembling hand over his mouth, grips his own face for lack of anything else to grip.]
Th-thank you. For the information.
[Breathe. Breathe, breathe, breathe. He still has questions to ask, but he can't do it like this. He breathes, and turns to face Royce again. No amount of breathing can hide how pale he is.]
... What are you? You eat souls, but... what are you?
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[He says it succinctly, without any trace of emotion, as if he's about to launch into a lecture about his species and what he can do. Luckily for Marco, he doesn't.]
There are more types of monsters than what I am, however...you could be turning into something else.
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[He's trying to smile now, to lighten the mood.]
I suppose I'll just... have to wait, right? Until I start changing.
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[He nods.] Yes. Use your time wisely. It'll be gone before you realize it.
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[The other thing, he won't comment on. This is essentially a deadline, and he knows how quickly those can sneak up on him.]
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Back home, supposedly I'm...well, not living any more. As far as someone says. So, I am a sort of...paradox. I am here, living, but back home, I am not. Odd. So odd. Don't feel dead, but...who really knows what that feels like?
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I'm still alive, as far as I'm aware. I mean-- by all accounts.
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Don't think you are dead, however. But what do I know...?
[His voice drifts off, like it's some breeze that's just passed through.]
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[It's a very dry, awkward laugh. Naturally.]
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