You will always opt to be with Kai, given the choice. Even when there's not a choice, it's still usually what you choose. He is your home. Your safety. You clamber up (it's awkward, given that it's a carpet), but Aware remains on the ground after sniffing skeptically at the frayed edges of the carpet. You shrug, not caring one way or another, and wait for Kai to proceed. Aware trots forward, the light from his antlers casting a warm glow down the tunnel. "Imagine if this was constructed by a caterpillar that ate stone the way that standard caterpillars eat leaves and such. This hole could be its progression through the earth and after laying dormant, it causes avalanches when it finally emerges." Though it might seem strange to some given what they know about you, you love creating origin stories and myths. Kai is obviously far superior at it given his much broader imagination, but you like to play along when you can.
"And so when you see—" —ThWAPP. The words stop in your throat as you watch the life drain from the Sprite. You look to the hooded figure and then to Kai, mouthing a single word: cultist.
"And so when you see—" —ThWAPP. The words stop in your throat as you watch the life drain from the Sprite. You look to the hooded figure and then to Kai, mouthing a single word: cultist.
