how disgusting.

what doesn’t kill you leaves disfiguring scars. what doesn’t kill you fills you with paralyzing self—hatred. what doesn’t kill you makes you afraid for the rest of your life. what doesn’t kill you might make you kill them.

HURRY UP AND GET RID OF ME ; BEFORE I SAY I'M SORRY

THIS IS ALL YOU DESERVE! ALL YOU DO IS BREAK PEOPLE! ! !

now tell me the things you're loving about me behind my back .

show's over 、 close the curtains . you are not important .

there's this weird nagging feeling in his stomach 、and it's driving him nuts .

you look like you've seen a ghost.

do you understand, what hunger does? it transforms you, reshapes you from a man, into an animal. it strips you back down to the most base instinct; survive.

don't say it. don't say that four-letter-word. you don't get to do that to him, you don't get to be so selfish and make him weak. he carries the weight of all their lives on his shoulders, and he won't be able to hold them if all he's thinking about it is making it home to you.

. . like the food ?

/squinting. oh, he knows this greeting. a gloved hand reaches out to meet his own, but the shake was brief. just polite enough.

/'friends'. . that's a thought. they even crack a smile.

likewise.

. . .

/yeah, actually, they have to agree.

/just until they get back to their family. .

in that case, i should probably introduce myself.

i'm siffrin. what should i call you ?

very stuck. got it.

/ugh, sidequests. . they try not to make a face, but it's not like they have a lot of options.

/and this guy seems nice enough. reminds them of past adventures. . cue the nod.

if you're sure. i wouldn't want to trouble you or anything—.

/they blow a raspberry. pbbth.

stars. .

how stuck am i then ? is there a map or something i can borrow—?

fitting thing to call it.

/they shrug, and stuff their hands into their pockets beneath their cloak.

well, i WAS traveling on my own for a bit, but something is. . weird here. like i wandered too far.

ever heard that before ?

!

/instinct has him reaching for his dagger— that silhouette. . wait, but sadnesses don't talk.

/his hand drops, nodding instead.

hello—

/oof. what bright shades. . they almost have to squint at him.

can youuu maybe tell me where i am ?

sooo. .

do you have a map ? or directions ? i'll take what i can get.

(it's fine. it's fine. you only wandered into unfamiliar territory while waiting for your family. it's fine. don't freak out it's FINE.)

/loaded question—.

/doesn't seem like he'll be in much trouble if he says it, though.

siffrin. just siffrin. can i ask you the same thing ?

/oh, tall person. tall bright person.

. . hello !

/guess who is incredibly lost !

/and disoriented. these shades are too bright— and only one is familiar.

/perhaps they should talk to. someone. anyone—.

/ah, they slept in again. .

/up and at it. there's new faces to see and places to go.

bug in a maze you guys remember that one meme that goes "wow. these people are so weird. thank god im the only normal person here”? yeah the isat cast is like that but the reverse. in my opinion

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