[Welcome, they say. Friendlier than he's accustomed to.]
[So he doesn't bolt. His heart's beating so hard he can feel his pulse in his throat, but he doesn't bolt. He just holds onto his dead camera, locks his knees, and stares at nothing.]
...Thanks.
[Least he could do if they're gonna be so hospitable, his brain supplies, hysterical.]
There's, uh. More than one of you? In here?
[His sample size is small, but this is the first time he's seen an altar with more than one god attached to it. The blank slab of stone doesn't exactly offer him any hints as to what their whole thing is, too, which is frustrating. At least the previous one had a consistent theme.]
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[So he doesn't bolt. His heart's beating so hard he can feel his pulse in his throat, but he doesn't bolt. He just holds onto his dead camera, locks his knees, and stares at nothing.]
...Thanks.
[Least he could do if they're gonna be so hospitable, his brain supplies, hysterical.]
There's, uh. More than one of you? In here?
[His sample size is small, but this is the first time he's seen an altar with more than one god attached to it. The blank slab of stone doesn't exactly offer him any hints as to what their whole thing is, too, which is frustrating. At least the previous one had a consistent theme.]