-Her lips twitch and curl, and she rolls onto her side, eyes creaking open as she moans-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Startled, squirming up into the corner of the couch, leaning back, fearful-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Th— th-th—
....
Are you going to eat my soul?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... You look like you've eaten a lot of souls.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh.
...
-Rubs at her bare arms, slowly sinking in that she has given up her jacket-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Hey Eires, there's a black-scaled rattlesnake slithering up to your side, having somehow scaled the mecha-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-It hisses happily, lifting its head to beckon for pets-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She doesn't waste much time in shifting back, once she gets a sense for their mood, meekly lifting their hand off her head-
You look tired.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?What do you take me for, some kind of young hellraiser, rebelling against authority, hanging with night crowds and living alternative lifestyles?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh? What, pick a fight with some fascists? That's always fun. The trick is to be scarier than they are, easy enough for me.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

gracia
gracia gracia gracia
there's a finger poking.
"Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey."