[Buffy would agree, but right now she feels as though it's her duty to help. Why else would she be hearing thoughts right now? Obviously she's meant to help. She suddenly feels bad for him. She gets it, she'll miss her friends at some point if she can't get out of here. It's only logical.
She perks up. You're going to lose who? You can tell me. It's okay. she's soft with her approach, trying to come off as approachable and compassionate. She is those things, of course, but she doesn't want to seem like a gossip, which she has never been except the Los Angeles Highschool she went to once upon a time.
She can feel his feelings, a broken river bend that rushes and washes over her, reaching a boiling point. She swallows. What is this poor guy going through exactly?
It's okay. [She whispers back, unsure of how to go about things now. Though she'll have the answer in the next few seconds. She always does.]
What ritual? Could you explain it to me? [She smiles gently, she follows beside him, wondering why this place is so strange in the first place.] Everyone does what?
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She perks up. You're going to lose who? You can tell me. It's okay. she's soft with her approach, trying to come off as approachable and compassionate. She is those things, of course, but she doesn't want to seem like a gossip, which she has never been except the Los Angeles Highschool she went to once upon a time.
She can feel his feelings, a broken river bend that rushes and washes over her, reaching a boiling point. She swallows. What is this poor guy going through exactly?
It's okay. [She whispers back, unsure of how to go about things now. Though she'll have the answer in the next few seconds. She always does.]
What ritual? Could you explain it to me? [She smiles gently, she follows beside him, wondering why this place is so strange in the first place.] Everyone does what?