[The feed begins with an all too familiar crackling. Pyramid Head's
room wasn't the most inviting of
places. Let alone the most ideal place to keep a small child in, yet for some reason the Author deemed him capable of taking care of a
baby. It was probably why it was crying. His approach was slow as ever examining the infant. It was a healthy male
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So the little boy wanders in, clutching his little toy car a bit tighter then a big boy who wasn't afraid probably should be. So distracted and terrified of his surroundings he unexpectedly bumps into something and lets out a little squeak.
He steps back and looks up at the giant...
...oh god what is that?]
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Pyramid Head never got guests, so this was a first. An innocent shouldn't have been in such a warped abode as his. Keeping the baby balanced in one arm his newly freed one gently pressed his palm to Dera's upper back, guiding him from the room.
He didn't shunt the boy away however. Once outside he let the door swing shut, silencing the rusted scraping of the fans overhead. Pyramid Head then looked at the boy, silently asking what he wanted.]
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Once out of the room he stares a bit more a the big man with the boat-helmet thing on his head, then holds up his little toy car.]
The baby's crying, so he can borrow it. I'm a big kid now, so I don't need it as much! But only borrowing it! The nice piano lady gave it to me for my birthday! Okay?
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