(He goes quiet and still for a moment. Waiting, listening, trying to see if he can sense anyone else that might be with them... but it feels so still around them. All he can feel is that itch in the back of his mind, that urging to have another drink of tea. Maybe a different flavor. See what might happen. The jasmine tea seems to have a different effect so maybe they all do.
He's curious. He's so curious. He wants to try and--
Ah, he stops himself by crossing his arms into the sleeves of his robe. He digs his nails into his skin and remembers how just a moment ago, he'd felt like he could shatter.)
This city has a way of making most people very ordinary. (He sounds confident when he speaks,) But I'm still quite strong.
What's your name?
(This tea seems to be making this boy nervous. It's best to see if he can get him to calm down enough to come with him to get the antidote.)
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He's curious. He's so curious. He wants to try and--
Ah, he stops himself by crossing his arms into the sleeves of his robe. He digs his nails into his skin and remembers how just a moment ago, he'd felt like he could shatter.)
This city has a way of making most people very ordinary. (He sounds confident when he speaks,) But I'm still quite strong.
What's your name?
(This tea seems to be making this boy nervous. It's best to see if he can get him to calm down enough to come with him to get the antidote.)