HARPER
The sound Harper lets out at the sudden body-less voice is also not a sound a human makes. Parallels! It makes him jolt and glance around stupidly, even as a smile creeps up his face at the adorable noise. Gaze drawn back to the toy as it stirs into action, Harper laughs at the image it paints, seemingly pulling itself along like a stubborn dog holding its own leash. The words that follow startle him less at least, though the compliment's implications make him grin. Paint is still flecked along his fingers and he wiggles them into the empty air to show it off. "I think the terrible paint job makes it all the spookier. The real horror of the world: anatomical inaccuracy!" As soon as the words fall off his tongue he bites it, wondering why he always says such stupid stuff when he first meets a god.
The idea of 'meeting' seems inaccurate when he can't see the god. Maybe it doesn't have a physical form? Geez Harper don't be so small minded. "It seems I have. Pleasure to do so," he calls out into the air, feeling warm and blessed by the fact the gods of this land allow him to take up their important time with his nonsense. "My name is Harper. A friend of mine mentioned you, and I wanted to meet you and maybe ask you a few questions if you have the time? About...about people who have passed, and how that works here. If that's okay." It feels like a sales pitch which makes him feel gross all over, but he's not going to assume Ludo simply has the time to sit and entertain Harper's narrow worldview.
The idea of 'meeting' seems inaccurate when he can't see the god. Maybe it doesn't have a physical form? Geez Harper don't be so small minded. "It seems I have. Pleasure to do so," he calls out into the air, feeling warm and blessed by the fact the gods of this land allow him to take up their important time with his nonsense. "My name is Harper. A friend of mine mentioned you, and I wanted to meet you and maybe ask you a few questions if you have the time? About...about people who have passed, and how that works here. If that's okay." It feels like a sales pitch which makes him feel gross all over, but he's not going to assume Ludo simply has the time to sit and entertain Harper's narrow worldview.
I'll be with you each and every night
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
