[dabi snorts softly when the stranger tells him the thing's let go. not that he feels any different. whether there was a thing there or not, he doesn't know. could be the guy got spooked at the show of fire and opted to stop pissing around with him.
so he goes for his cloak again, drags it off the stall, and swings it back around over his head and shoulders. only to have him start probing those questions again.]
Ya still goin on about... that...
[his voice trails off as the weight and darkness of the cloak settle around him once more. exhausted as before, it's strangely comforting enough. he's left dazed on his feet, eyes not seeing anything, almost like sleeping while awake.
and the thing once more settles on his back. the food source won't be driving the feeder off on its own.]
no subject
so he goes for his cloak again, drags it off the stall, and swings it back around over his head and shoulders. only to have him start probing those questions again.]
Ya still goin on about... that...
[his voice trails off as the weight and darkness of the cloak settle around him once more. exhausted as before, it's strangely comforting enough. he's left dazed on his feet, eyes not seeing anything, almost like sleeping while awake.
and the thing once more settles on his back. the food source won't be driving the feeder off on its own.]