[x] It was. That’s the one you played with, right?
But… maybe. It sounds more like him than not like him, so it’s probably it, right? Yeah.
“I think he was like that,” You say, “We didn’t play very long though.”
“I won,” You say, remembering the look on his face when you beat him. Back then, it was really fun. But the bigger ones are more fun to play with, you think.
She stops walking. You almost run into her again, but this time you were watching, so you stop in time.
“… are you sure?”
You nod. “Yep. Why?”
She doesn’t answer for a while. You wonder why? You can’t see what her face looks like, so it’s hard to tell. Maybe if you go around…
… nope. Still hard to tell. She gives you a look, but it doesn’t really help. She’s not angry, or sad, or scared, or anything that you can see. Her smile is kind of strange, though. There’s something wrong with it, like she drank something bad. You might look like that if you tried to smile after drinking that sake stuff.
“What’s the matter?” You ask. She keeps looking at you, right into your eyes. There’s something wrong. They aren’t happy eyes, but you can’t tell what…
“Phobe,” She says, leaning on her knees like she did before. “What happens when a human is killed?”
“They stop moving,” You say, after thinking about it for a second. That’s right. You smile at yourself.
This one is a little harder. You could just give up, but she wants an answer, you think. What happens? Nothing special. They just stop moving. And then…
… and then…
You shrug. Thinking won’t let you know things you don’t know. That’s silly. “I don’t know.”
She takes her hands off of her knees, straightening back up. Her smile is even worse now. “They don’t get back up. Ever.”
“Ever?” That seems really weird. Why don’t they just grow back their red stuff and walk away? Just lying there seems really stupid. And, that little human moved, didn’t he? He wasn’t there when you went back the next day. But, she doesn’t seem like she’s lying, either…
“…well, no. Sometimes they come back,” She says, “This one will.”
Now you’re confused. They don’t come back, ever. But they do come back, so that’s not true. She looks at your face, and then quickly starts talking again.
“Humans don’t like it when you kill other humans. So, if you do it, other humans will kill you. It’s really painful,” She says, now walking again, “And boring. Or so I hear. You wouldn’t like that, would you?”
You shake your head. No, painful is… painful. But you can handle that. You’re tough. Boring, though, is boring. Tough doesn’t help with that.
“Now, you probably don’t want to follow me anymore, right?” She says, pointing to a boxy house down the road. “I’m just going over there. It’ll be really boring, listening to us talk.”
[ ] She’s really interesting, though. How could it be boring?
[ ] She’s probably right. Go back into town and (write-in).
[ ] She’s probably right. Go exploring around (write-in).
[ ] She’s probably right. You’re getting kind of tired, anyway.