[Suddenly, she can't swallow. It's hard to just breathe, and she's so keenly aware of that pressure in her soul, the energy that feels warm and welcoming but is now frightening her.]
...No. No, it doesn't...
[Could it really do that?]
But that dragon and I, we're the same thing! How would it...
[But no, she doesn't need to ask. It's the same as with hatred. It's something that can consume you wholly, will consume you wholly, and it's just an emotion. How much worse could an actual supernatural dragon do...?
There's silence for a bit as she struggles, then -- wordlessly -- she turns around to fall back into step behind him.]
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...No. No, it doesn't...
[Could it really do that?]
But that dragon and I, we're the same thing! How would it...
[But no, she doesn't need to ask. It's the same as with hatred. It's something that can consume you wholly, will consume you wholly, and it's just an emotion. How much worse could an actual supernatural dragon do...?
There's silence for a bit as she struggles, then -- wordlessly -- she turns around to fall back into step behind him.]