"Nnnope. The Denizen had some words for me, but, ha ha fuck that guy, right?" It came out a lot more nervous and a lot less casual than he meant it to.
The Denizen was fucking scary. Joking about it was a coping mechanism, but that only carried so far.
The forced smile fell quickly; he turned somber and thoughtful, considering Ezra's next words. "Yeah... I guess that'd make sense." Clerics weren't supposed to be able to do shit like that, but 2050 years old... He had to have known some secrets no one else knew.
He buried a hand in his hair again, looking down at the chair in front of him. A thought hit him. He paused and looked up again. "What if he didn't, though? What if that story's bullshit, too?"
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The Denizen was fucking scary. Joking about it was a coping mechanism, but that only carried so far.
The forced smile fell quickly; he turned somber and thoughtful, considering Ezra's next words. "Yeah... I guess that'd make sense." Clerics weren't supposed to be able to do shit like that, but 2050 years old... He had to have known some secrets no one else knew.
He buried a hand in his hair again, looking down at the chair in front of him. A thought hit him. He paused and looked up again. "What if he didn't, though? What if that story's bullshit, too?"