Query 3: [Audio]

[folkloristlore]

[He wakes with a gasp and a start, stark naked and sore all over. He's aware of everything that happened the night before, he remembers everyone he attacked.

Everyone who attacked back. The girl who shifted into a wolf herself. All of those people-- did the Wolf kill them?

Oh, god, he'd actually become-- he'd changed, his body had-- he was, he

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[chopshopgoddess]

That was you?

[Audio]

[folkloristlore]

[He cringes, and it takes him a second to reply. His voice cracks when he finally does.]

I'm s-sorry.

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[chopshopgoddess]

[She's hesitant to use audio because of her shadow, but its been mercifully quiet most of the day.]

Hey, no- its okay, seriously. Are you okay? Do you need anything?

[Audio]

[folkloristlore]

W-wait.

What?

[He's confused. Are you bringing a lynch mob? You're supposed to hate him. He hates himself, you're supposed to hate him along with him.]

[Audio]

[chopshopgoddess]

uh...

Do you need anything? Hungry?

...

I'm not mad, if thats what you're thinking. I mean...you don't sound like you chewed my arm off on purpose. Did you?

[Audio]

[folkloristlore]

I-I-I-I! I c-chewed it off, se-seriously?! I-I don't remember d-doing that! I'm sorry!

[Way to make him panic.]

[Audio]

[chopshopgoddess]

No! No, not quite, I'm sorry - bad joke. You just uh...bit me really hard and kind of-

You know what, it doesn't matter. It's fine, seriously. I mean, I was kinda pissed at first because I didn't know it was you then I found out it was you and I was still a little pissed but you didn't mean to, so it's fine.

Seriously.

[Audio]

[folkloristlore]

I... I'm sorry. Th-thank you.

[He takes a hissing breath.]

I... I don't.... know if I need, you shouldn't have to....

[Audio]

[chopshopgoddess]

Do...you want some soup? Water? [Now that she isn't about to DIE, she feels a lot better.]

I know I don't have to. I want to.

[Audio]

[folkloristlore]

[There's a long pause and then--]

S-soup. Please, that would be-- great. I...

[His throat. It's-- fffff, everything's still sore.]

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[chopshopgoddess]

Okay. Wanna tell me your room number?

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[folkloristlore]

S-six-four-five seven.

[He'll be huddling under his sheet until you get there.]

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[chopshopgoddess]

Kay. Be right there.

[Takes her a few minutes, but she does appear. She's pale from blood loss and both arms are wrapped in bandages, but she's alive and doesn't look angry. She's holding several containers for him.]

...Bennett?

[Commentlog]

[folkloristlore]

[Bennett has found himself at least his pair of discarded boxers, looking like hell himself when he answers the door.

His first thought is that at her lowest hour, somehow, Mikaela looks SO MUCH BETTER than he ever will ever look. But he shakes that thought from his mind.]

Sorry, sorry we had to... meet like this. I...

[Wait. A fresh horror overtakes him.]

I talked to you my first day here.

[Commentlog]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She nods, shifting her bad arm in its sling.]

We did. I'm Mikaela.

[She looks him over - he probably looks as tired as he does, and the first thing she does once she sets her stuff down is give him a tight, one-armed hug. Nevermind she barely knows him, that doesn't really matter. He looks like he could use it :/]

[Commentlog]

[folkloristlore]

[Thiiiiis is not fair. You're not supposed to hug him, you're supposed to punch him. He's not gonna cry around a pretty girl like you, he won't do it, but he will lean his head against your shoulder for a half-moment.

Yeah. Yeah, he needed a hug.]