[Ah....there she went getting fired up again. It reminds him a bit of when Ruby gets herself going--you either got on board or out of her way. Her mother was the same, too. It's a trait he certainly admires, even if he finds himself too worn out for such drive, these days.
She crosses her arms at him, and he puts up his hands in semi-mock surrender. You know, that kind when you're both teasing but also legitimately don't want to set off some kind of fight? That one.]
Pretty sure we're not the ones who came up with the name, but I mean, if you can convince the Townspeople, go for it? I uh, don't think they're...exactly all here, though. It's like we don't even really exist to them.
[He shrugs. Honestly, he doesn't pay a lot of attention to the pastel-haired people, because they're unsettling at best and downright unpleasant at worse and there's always so many bigger problems to worry about.]
Anyway. If we had to call it a kind of war here, it'd be one for survival, I guess. There's always something weird or dangerous going on, and it's either the town messing with us or that fake nun, Mother Superior pulling the strings.
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She crosses her arms at him, and he puts up his hands in semi-mock surrender. You know, that kind when you're both teasing but also legitimately don't want to set off some kind of fight? That one.]
Pretty sure we're not the ones who came up with the name, but I mean, if you can convince the Townspeople, go for it? I uh, don't think they're...exactly all here, though. It's like we don't even really exist to them.
[He shrugs. Honestly, he doesn't pay a lot of attention to the pastel-haired people, because they're unsettling at best and downright unpleasant at worse and there's always so many bigger problems to worry about.]
Anyway. If we had to call it a kind of war here, it'd be one for survival, I guess. There's always something weird or dangerous going on, and it's either the town messing with us or that fake nun, Mother Superior pulling the strings.