[ Should she… tell him. Yeah. Probably. It’s feeling a bit more distinct, which probably isn’t a good thing all things considered. ]

Nice sunglasses.

[ God damn it Coraline that was supposed to stay in your head. She winces under her mask before pushing on. It’s fine. ]

If it helps though… there’s definitely something there? So at least you aren’t like, hallucinating though I mean, probably like still not a good thing? At least it’s just an old dude I guess? Like not to discount emotional trauma but it’s probably less dangerous…

[ Ok he gets the point Coraline. Chill. ]

… hopefully.

[ She shuffles closer to the stranger, doing her best impression of “relaxed” while actually being on guard because. Yeah. A lot going on here. ]