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[ reading the note in the crying room ]
A "crying room"? First time I've ever seen one of these...
A "crying room"? First time I've ever seen one of these...
[ she's here wearing a very sooty dress and this helmet. ]
I've never heard of such a thing, either...
I've never heard of such a thing, either...
[ blinks down at her ]
...that's not yours, is it?
...that's not yours, is it?
[ she shakes her head. the helmet wobbles with the movement, because it is definitely too big for her. ]
I borrowed it.
I borrowed it.
[ murmuring to himself ] ...I guess that is one way to get rid of it.
Why?
Why?
It's easier to talk to people I don't know this way.
[ ????? can't relate ]
So which one are you, then?
So which one are you, then?
Which ones...? Do you mean, from the passports we can view?
[ looks her up...looks at the profile picture, then back at her. ]
...Huh.
Are you solid?
...Huh.
Are you solid?
[ is feeling very aware that he's looking at her picture... ]
... Yes.
... Yes.
No.
[ well. he's looking at her picture anyway, so she might as well show him. she takes off the helmet. specks of soot fall from inside of it, as if dust had somehow gathered inside while she was wearing it.
her face is... well, there doesn't appear to be one. there's only darkness. while she has the shape of a person, her body just doesn't seem to reflect light. ]
I'm a shadow.
[ well. he's looking at her picture anyway, so she might as well show him. she takes off the helmet. specks of soot fall from inside of it, as if dust had somehow gathered inside while she was wearing it.
her face is... well, there doesn't appear to be one. there's only darkness. while she has the shape of a person, her body just doesn't seem to reflect light. ]
I'm a shadow.
Hmm. [ he hums again, but this time in a tone like that explanation means something to him
if he tries to catch some of the soot, or wipe it up from the floor, will it do anything? ]
A shadow of what?
if he tries to catch some of the soot, or wipe it up from the floor, will it do anything? ]
A shadow of what?
Of... a person, I suppose?
[ he can do that. it'll smear onto his hands or whatever he uses to catch/wipe it. it's just dirty soot. ]
A shadow is a sort of fairy. One that takes the shape of a human.
[ he can do that. it'll smear onto his hands or whatever he uses to catch/wipe it. it's just dirty soot. ]
A shadow is a sort of fairy. One that takes the shape of a human.
A fairy, huh? And what do fairies do, once they've taken the shape of a human?
[ wisps of smoke rise from the top of her head. more soot. ]
There's nothing to "do" about it... They simply live in that shape for the rest of their lives.
There's nothing to "do" about it... They simply live in that shape for the rest of their lives.
...huh.
And you just live...normal lives among humans?
And you just live...normal lives among humans?
... It's a little more complicated than that. Shadows have a sort of... isolated, rules-based society. All of the shadows I know of live in a single grand manor, under the rule of their Lord Grandfather.
Must be a big manor. Or, there's not that many shadows.
Is he actually their grandfather, or does he just call himself that?
Is he actually their grandfather, or does he just call himself that?
It's quite large. In the children's wing alone, there are 49 shadows, and an even greater number of servants. I'm not sure how many adults there are...
... I suppose it's to give him the image of a patriarch, but no, it isn't literal.
... I suppose it's to give him the image of a patriarch, but no, it isn't literal.
You spend your whole life confined to a single building? No matter how big it is, that's stifling.
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