[he comes to observe, taking a seat next to pal and resting his crutch against the wall. his attention is on pal as he speaks, a faint quirk to his lips giving away his continued fondness for how he presents all this, how much he seems to enjoy it.
and there's a ghost in the pen, fun. he reaches out to tap at it, wondering if that's rude but well, pal's twirling it so clearly it can't be that rude right.]
Given the room I'm assuming whoever this is was a scholar. [lots of shelves? good writing desk and implements? not a bad guess, he thinks.] Firstly what exactly is a revenant? Second, can you communicate with him in any way?
[if he hears anything about ouji boards he's going to... probably laugh internally. that's what.]
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and there's a ghost in the pen, fun. he reaches out to tap at it, wondering if that's rude but well, pal's twirling it so clearly it can't be that rude right.]
Given the room I'm assuming whoever this is was a scholar. [lots of shelves? good writing desk and implements? not a bad guess, he thinks.] Firstly what exactly is a revenant? Second, can you communicate with him in any way?
[if he hears anything about ouji boards he's going to... probably laugh internally. that's what.]