[Given an already mild to nonexistent appetite, Itachi only looks on with a touch of revulsion, compiled slightly further by the stranger's serpentine physical characteristics. There are some unfortunate associations he carries with relation to... snakes. Sorry, Near.]
I see.
[Rather than continue this conversation from the shadows, he dispels the illusion, now a solid figure posed a few feet away. Tall, dark, a little haggard around the edges with fatigue for the dream's events thus far. Near won't taste much scent in the air beyond the mild stench of worm slime from an earlier encounter.]
Are you native to this settlement? If so, you must be bonded by now.
[This place's obsession with the witch-monster dynamic is hard to ignore.]
no subject
I see.
[Rather than continue this conversation from the shadows, he dispels the illusion, now a solid figure posed a few feet away. Tall, dark, a little haggard around the edges with fatigue for the dream's events thus far. Near won't taste much scent in the air beyond the mild stench of worm slime from an earlier encounter.]
Are you native to this settlement? If so, you must be bonded by now.
[This place's obsession with the witch-monster dynamic is hard to ignore.]