( The thing might stand there forever, except something speaks, and as though broken from a trance, it slowly turns its head to face the person standing there. No... to face what's beneath the person, underneath the youthful features of someone even younger than its own vessel. )
Dead. ....But not dead. ( The demon responds, lifting a hand to point to the skeleton in question (this particular one attending to some chore or other nearby). His voice is Peter's soft voice, but lacking what makes a human sound like a human. This is something that only knows how to imitate a person. How to fill them up from the inside. )
Some thing powerful made it move. ( He pauses, studying the other curiously. ) Was it you...?
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Dead. ....But not dead. ( The demon responds, lifting a hand to point to the skeleton in question (this particular one attending to some chore or other nearby). His voice is Peter's soft voice, but lacking what makes a human sound like a human. This is something that only knows how to imitate a person. How to fill them up from the inside. )
Some thing powerful made it move. ( He pauses, studying the other curiously. ) Was it you...?