The further along this way we walked, the worse it seemed to get. We should go back...
[She risks a glance up by the trees again, sees a few more of the scenes flash by, partial though they are with him in the way. She admits curiosity - a lot of it, actually, especially with the way he seems - but she'd had emaciated goul-like friends who were murderers. And Hancock had a great sense of humor.]
If we can go back up the trail, that would be the best, I think. [He's still edging further down, though, and that's... that's worrying. Moreso than any of the words coming out of the trees or illusion or... whatever this is, and Curie doesn't understand and doesn't particularly care to, either.] Non- not that way!
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[She risks a glance up by the trees again, sees a few more of the scenes flash by, partial though they are with him in the way. She admits curiosity - a lot of it, actually, especially with the way he seems - but she'd had emaciated goul-like friends who were murderers. And Hancock had a great sense of humor.]
If we can go back up the trail, that would be the best, I think. [He's still edging further down, though, and that's... that's worrying. Moreso than any of the words coming out of the trees or illusion or... whatever this is, and Curie doesn't understand and doesn't particularly care to, either.] Non- not that way!