"I know. You're not telling me anything I haven't considered myself," Toby's been saying, more strain in her deep level voice than she usually allows. Images of her family, her people - big green-black reptilians with built-in curved blades - are flickering in the foliage. Climbing trees, leaping between them, nursing wounds, tending children, sitting in curled spiky balls with their hands over their ears. The wind is cutting in with They were made to be exploited and that's all they can ever be. Even you are just another master. You'll get them killed.
Shaking her head in negation, Toby's casting around trying not to sink any further into the nightmare, and manages to notice Rose with her own problems. She's never seen a human(???) bigger than she is. It's kind of weird. No, it's definitely weird. She's around six feet at the shoulder with a serpentlike neck, even the local humans who approach her height are built differently. Good(?) to know she's not the only one having an unpleasant time in here.
She's been trying, she really has, to be the diplomat she knows she will need to be, but after the past however long it's been there's a harsh tone when she says "Who are you, then?"
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"I know. You're not telling me anything I haven't considered myself," Toby's been saying, more strain in her deep level voice than she usually allows. Images of her family, her people - big green-black reptilians with built-in curved blades - are flickering in the foliage. Climbing trees, leaping between them, nursing wounds, tending children, sitting in curled spiky balls with their hands over their ears. The wind is cutting in with They were made to be exploited and that's all they can ever be. Even you are just another master. You'll get them killed.
Shaking her head in negation, Toby's casting around trying not to sink any further into the nightmare, and manages to notice Rose with her own problems. She's never seen a human(???) bigger than she is. It's kind of weird. No, it's definitely weird. She's around six feet at the shoulder with a serpentlike neck, even the local humans who approach her height are built differently. Good(?) to know she's not the only one having an unpleasant time in here.
She's been trying, she really has, to be the diplomat she knows she will need to be, but after the past however long it's been there's a harsh tone when she says "Who are you, then?"