.. huh. It talks, and other than the fact that it seems.. relatively ominous just by appearance, Ange thinks that it does seem like it's an actual person, rather than a sleep paralysis demon brought to life by this place. Especially with that bird right there - that's probably an Omen, isn't it? No one in this place other than fellow Sleepers has one of those, so it confirms her hunch.

It's a good thing to know. Not really for her own safety, but more because she's worried about the safety of the kids here. The idea of something dangerous managing to sneak its way into the orphanage isn't exactly a pleasant one.

They're just brief thoughts shooting through her head before Ange faintly nods her head in acknowledgement of the greeting. "Ange," she says. Name filled in on the blanks right there, even if it's a very.. brief introduction.. But Ange has never been particularly good with manners.

Though she at least does seem to continue with a bit more of an explanation as to why she's here, so that's.. something?

"I come here every now and then to tell the kids stories."